Want to meet our new house?
We are still trucking along at the new house. Today the city picked up our SECOND 40 cubic yard dumpster full of trash and is returning the THIRD one as we speak. Oy.
So, maybe you want to see "the pit" as it looks now?
It's quite Brady Bunch, no?
It's a HUGE house though, with a gigantic yard. And we can walk to a big pool and a city park. And stay in the school district I know and love. (And not only graduated from but worked in as a teacher.)
I love the big porch. Always have.
It's going to look a lot different soon though.
I wish I had a before picture of the kitchen. Just imagine REALLY dark cabinets, a wall oven, and a half wall where Jack is kneeling with spindly things on the top half of it.
Last night the menfolk worked late into the night gutting the kitchen.
I've spent a good portion of the past week crying in my cheerios about how difficult this has been for me. Emotionally it has been a serious gut wrencher. Every time I drop Jack at preschool I cry in the freaking car. It's been bad.
But you know what?
When I walked in to that house today and the kitchen was gone and the pony wall was gone I could *almost* imagine us there. A big kitchen, a farm table in front of the fireplace, bright white cabinets, and the beautiful oak floors I bought at Lowes on Sunday as far as the eye can see...
It's starting to feel less like "my grandparents house" and more like "OUR house" with every passing moment now that we are almost done with the clean out part of the program.
And that, my friends, is a much needed good thing.
P.S. I have been blabbing a lot more about this journey on facebook on a daily basis. You can always friend me there (email me for the last name if you don't already know it) if you are just *dying* to hear more (whining). Ha!
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