Good morning! If it weren't for the miracle that is coffee, I doubt that I would be cognizant enough to be typing right now.
Last night, YB and I went to our new house to get some cleaning done. Little did I know what we were getting ourselves into. When we purchased the house, it looked to be in fabulous condition. The home inspection confirmed that. What I failed to see, was all of the dust and I mean, ALL of the dust. The master bath? Yeah, it took me 3 hours to clean the light fixture, door, base boards, toilet and mirror. You should have seen that light fixture... Oh dear Lord, I swear to you right now that I will never be that negligent to our new home! One hour. That's how long the light fixture took. Yeah, uh-huh, you read correctly.
So today, YB's mom and step-dad are giving us a fridge, and he's going to retrieve it while I attempt to clean the kitchen. It's a really good thing that our lease on our apartment expires at the end of March, because, it might take me that long to get the house under control... Just kidding, but really. It was that dusty. While he is installing the fridge, I'll be trying to get base boards clean so that we can put painter's tape down.
There are pictures, but I haven't had enough coffee to remember where I put my camera cord. As soon as I locate it, you can see how darling the house is. It is 25 years old, so I knew that it would need some updating (eventually), but it looked so clean... did the sellers pull the wool over my eyes! I can't wait for the weather to warm up so that I can actually do more on the house.
Is all of this normal when purchasing a house? I never thought to ask that when we were putting offers in. Do sellers typically leave a house dirty after they move out? I mean, it makes sense but, it's so rude... gracious! I used a new sponge last night when I started cleaning. Let's put it this way, I need to bring a new one with me when I go back today.
Maybe this is our initiation into the world of home-ownership. If it is, I suppose it could be so much worse. The house hasn't fallen apart on us, so we're fortunate.
Lord, honey!! I can't wait for the spring time, though. We have an amazing back yard/deck, and I cannot WAIT to have people over!
Alright, y'all. It's back to work. We're looking at, at least, a 12 hour day.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Ok, so we're going to try to avoid this initial awkward moment. You know, that hard part of the conversation, the intro to a disliked essay, or the first sentence in a letter to someone you haven't seen in years. Yes, that moment.
This part is really important: I'm Southern. Born and raised. So is my fiance. We're from Northern AL. The non-redneck part.
I'm engaged to the Love of my life, who shall be known as Yogi Bear (aka, Y.B.), and we just bought our first house. As in, less than a week ago, just bought it. I wanted a way to document the big changes in my life, and this seemed to fit the bill. I love cooking for others more than I enjoy cooking for myself. Don't get me wrong, I Lu-HUV to eat, but I would rather see others enjoy the meal I prepared. Plus, I get full tasting the food along the way. I'll probably post musings, recipes, pics of progress on the new house, pics of our dog.