Completely, Completely

I am posting some pics of the new house :o) We have been appliance shopping and packing and making a ton of phone calls. As hectic and stressful as it is I am still very excited! I have to say that this is the most excited I've ever been about moving. Before it was always from one apartment, or dorm, or base to another with the knowledge that it was all only temporary hanging over me...

Actually, I kind of liked that... It was exciting in a way. I was in my twenties and everything was an adventure.

Then I turned thirty and started to look at things a little differently.

As luck would have it, a month or so later I met Joanne and we began to date. I had an apartment in the West End at the time. We really hit it off and we started seeing more and more of each other until finally, not quite a year later, we decided to move in together. The lease was ending on my apartment and Joanne owned the house that we live in now, so I moved in with her. It was kind of a no brainer.

From the beginning she was always more than reassuring that it was "our" house. Even so, I have to admit that somewhere in the back of my mind it was just never really quite "ours".

Not completely, completely.

The new house is OURS.

Completely, completely.

We went house hunting together. We talked about the pros and the cons of the market and the neighborhood and the this and the that together. We negotiated with the builder together. We got the loan together. We signed the papers together. We are buying the appliances together. We are picking out furniture and decorations together. THIS is OUR HOUSE. No doubt about it. Not even a little tiny one.

I can't wait for closing!

And the cool thing is that it will be just in time for Joanne's birthday on the 8th! :o)

OUR new digs:

I love the moulding in the dining room. I can't wait to pick out a new table and buffet:



The fireplace is propane. We currently have a wood burning one. All the romance without all the debris. Oh boy!



This door leads to the back deck:



We picked out a fridge yesterday. Beside the empty spot for the fridge is the garage door:



I've never had a window above the kitchen sink before. It almost makes me want to wash dishes by hand. Almost.



We both want a tile splatter guard... and a fence... and mucho landscaping. But we will have to prioritize and do these things as we can.

This is a view of my Prius from the garage. This will be my first time to have a garage. Cool beans. Joanne says that I can hang my punching bag (which has been stored in our utility room for years) as long as I do it in a tasteful and sturdy fashion.


I ask you, what's not tasteful about a punching bag in the garage!? : P

Hmm... I wonder if there is a kickboxing class at my gym?

You can't really see it, but that sign says "Under Contract"!!

Woo Hoo!!

I'm so excited!!