Some days are woo/boo days. Some more woo than boo, some more boo than woo. Yesterday was all woooooooooooooooooooooo!
Woo - we closed! Freakin' finally. But since I had been breaking and entering for the past week or so, it didn't feel quite as awesome as I had expected. More like the same ole same ole, except this time I took the keys home with me instead of leaving them in the lock box. And I didn't get the guilty panic that I was doing something wrong and bad by breaking/entering/cleaning/painting. (All in all, I thought, what are they going to do!? Sue me for making the place more awesome? I was paying to own it, thought I should use it.) I was going to guerilla move on Saturday anyway. (Anne came up with the fantastic term, not me. I like it. So I stole it.) But now it can be totally official.
Woo - We have hardwood! Most of the house is hardwood. The formal living room, dining room and office are original. The living room is some crazy ass mountain shit that they renovated. the bedrooms are carpet. But the upstairs was icky gross carpet. The stairs and the whole open top floor (the master bedroom). Disgusting, icky, stained, gross, disgustingness. But I thought the stairs MIGHT be hardwood because of the curve under the carpet. Didn't know if they were original or not though. Didn't think that the upstairs was, and really, I kind of like carpet in the bedroom... cozier. But it's ALL original hardwood! Well, original, with stain, under the paint, poked with tons of staples, and padding, and carpet. But Chris' new job is to bring them back :-)
Woo - we got a renter for the condo! His office is two blocks away and wants to be able to walk to work. He loves the space. No animals. Super nice older guy. No raging parties. He seems competent with basic household repairs. Super awesome. Adore him.
Woo - our office is nearly painted! But I ran out of paint (ok, a boo.) It's a purpley-grey and it's soft and beautiful and awesome.
Woo - Apparently the closet upstairs backs up to the attic. Which is dead space. The totally super ghetto plywood is going to get ripped out and the ENTIRE ATTIC will be my new CLOSET!!! Seriously, A.W.E.S.O.M.E. I get teary eyed just thinking about the fantasticness that will occur when Chris and his Dad start the demolition up there. I'm imagining something L shaped, with hardwood shelving units. And drawers. And built in shoe racks. And more hanging space then I will ever need. We may never move out of this house. Chills & Tears of Joy.
Woo - Chris came home at 8:45 last night and today is his last day! Tonight is the wrap party and he planned on getting super drunk at the end of his miserable August. But, I told him he can't because...
WOOO - we move tomorrow! We're picking up a truck at 8 am and moving all our crap from the condo to the house. I moved the first set of boxes last night before the painting shenanigans began and the rest will be heading over tomorrow. Not sure when to bring the kitties. They would LOVE to go playing in my purpley-grey paint and then traipse through the house with sticky little paws.