If you hadn’t noticed, I haven’t been blogging so much the last couple of weeks. Why? Because I MOVED. It only took four former felons, a 16′ truck and a three-alarm gas leak, but yeah, I did it. I MOVED.
And now it’s over. And hopefully will not have to happen again for a very, very long time.
Lola is still adjusting and I am still unpacking. The commute downtown is longer and the days seem shorter, but I can’t tell you how much I love it. There are so many wonderful things about this old house. It makes me want to grow a mustache and get a plaid flannel shirt. Maybe a New Hampshire accent too. Yesterday I was running around the basement with plumber talking about pipe threading techniques. OMG you guys, it was so cool!
I have been wanting to invite you all over to sit on my porch swing but since that isn’t an option for everyone, you will have to settle for a few snapshots of the new place. More to follow
|Hello crown moldings. Hello picture rails. Hello hard wood floors. We are going to be such good friends!|