I am truly a glutton for punishment. Seriously.
We are selling our house.
Not only are we selling but we moving in with my parents and building a new house.
I know. Strap on the straight jacket I'm officially a loony toon.
So, "little blue" is a cute house down from my...wait for it....wait...parents. I know, throw in a padded room for good measure.
It's 60 years old with an umbrella of trees and perfectly located kitty corner from a park.
Trees. It has trees. Lots of trees.
Sigh.
You cannot possibly underestimate the power of green. We have one itty bitty tree out front and 3 itty-er bitty-er trees out back. Now can I just say that a tree that is under 6 foot tall is not the best way to fend off the Alberta sun. Our backyard is a frying pan in the summer. HOT HOT HOT! Got trees? Done deal!
Back to little blue...my brother and dad are starting a home reno/developer business and I am their first client. They bought little blue and showed us the plans, we fell in love and wanted it. They (we) are gutting it, adding a level, wrap around porch, pillars...very Victorian-ish, very adorable, very me. The plan is make this house a keeper. Fingers crossed.
So we have to get our house ready to sell. Paint touch ups, spot clean the carpet (I say spot clean in that we will just aim for the big messes and skip over the barf, pee, dirty dog paws areas. Spot cleaning is easier than area cleaning. Note to buyer: clean carpets.) Another problem, how does one organise a Toys R Us home into looking trendy and hip? Imagine some poor bachelor, looking to buy his first house, stumbling onto this place...full on nursery complete with painted murals and every toy know to man all over the floor. Not so much of a "I could totally drink on the patio at night with the dudes" kinda ambience, right? Better hope for a cute couple with a wife that is ready to explode with child. Ya, ya. Our kind of people.
Anyways, the Real Estate agent will be here tomorrow to list. Good grief, how am I going to keep the house clean for the whole day? Seriously.
In other news...
Spent Sunday in bed with the barfs. No, not the glory of a great night out equals hangover kind of ill but more of the flu variety. Although! For the record, Kip and I did whoop it up Saturday night with a movie and drink date. A strawberry daiquiri bigger than a fishbowl...yummmmmmy....but certainly not hangover worthy. I was too full to get pissed.
So, I'm off to watch a new episode of some lame reality show. I am a reality show junkie. completely addicted.
byyyyye!
ps. The vision.
We are selling our house.
Not only are we selling but we moving in with my parents and building a new house.
I know. Strap on the straight jacket I'm officially a loony toon.
So, "little blue" is a cute house down from my...wait for it....wait...parents. I know, throw in a padded room for good measure.
It's 60 years old with an umbrella of trees and perfectly located kitty corner from a park.
Trees. It has trees. Lots of trees.
Sigh.
You cannot possibly underestimate the power of green. We have one itty bitty tree out front and 3 itty-er bitty-er trees out back. Now can I just say that a tree that is under 6 foot tall is not the best way to fend off the Alberta sun. Our backyard is a frying pan in the summer. HOT HOT HOT! Got trees? Done deal!
Back to little blue...my brother and dad are starting a home reno/developer business and I am their first client. They bought little blue and showed us the plans, we fell in love and wanted it. They (we) are gutting it, adding a level, wrap around porch, pillars...very Victorian-ish, very adorable, very me. The plan is make this house a keeper. Fingers crossed.
So we have to get our house ready to sell. Paint touch ups, spot clean the carpet (I say spot clean in that we will just aim for the big messes and skip over the barf, pee, dirty dog paws areas. Spot cleaning is easier than area cleaning. Note to buyer: clean carpets.) Another problem, how does one organise a Toys R Us home into looking trendy and hip? Imagine some poor bachelor, looking to buy his first house, stumbling onto this place...full on nursery complete with painted murals and every toy know to man all over the floor. Not so much of a "I could totally drink on the patio at night with the dudes" kinda ambience, right? Better hope for a cute couple with a wife that is ready to explode with child. Ya, ya. Our kind of people.
Anyways, the Real Estate agent will be here tomorrow to list. Good grief, how am I going to keep the house clean for the whole day? Seriously.
In other news...
Spent Sunday in bed with the barfs. No, not the glory of a great night out equals hangover kind of ill but more of the flu variety. Although! For the record, Kip and I did whoop it up Saturday night with a movie and drink date. A strawberry daiquiri bigger than a fishbowl...yummmmmmy....but certainly not hangover worthy. I was too full to get pissed.
So, I'm off to watch a new episode of some lame reality show. I am a reality show junkie. completely addicted.
byyyyye!
ps. The vision.
1 comment:
Oh how exciting.... Lots of things to keep you busy, and here I thought I was the one who needed change every 2 years or so!!!
I hope "Little Blue" turns into your dream home and is perfect for you all.
Moving in with the parents.... Think on the bright side at least you have a "built-in" babysitter if you ever need to run to the store.
Good Luck and I hope everything works out for you guys!!!
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