Hi!!!! I am just so excited to introduce you to my new (but built in 1918) house. This is she. When we arrived on the 2nd I discovered all the intricate gorgeous things inside of a Sears Craftsman. I re-discovered the joys of living in an old house (sloping floors, delicate cracks on the ceiling, creaks and aches and sweet history) - how sweet it is.
The one thing that keeps it grounded is the fact that (in spite of a professional steam cleaning) the carpet was ripe with cat urine around the front and back doors. Nature's Miracle to the rescue!! I have been dousing the carpet with it, and will steam clean again in a few days when everything is in its place. Boxes are becoming flattened and everything is finding its mooring.
We are moving in.
My Poppy sure helps things to move along: he is an excellent worker bee, even through his birthday yesterday. Don't worry, we fed him well and gave him tons of love which he deserves. My Pop has been there every single time I have had a major move in my adult life: his visit was randomly timed and then we found out we were moving: it felt like fate that he should come, too!
The view from our bedroom window... Wisteria clusters hanging off of the trellis-laden carport.
The view from my studio door onto the back porch... heaven. As I sit here writing this more kitty pee smells are assaulting my nose... time to stop writing and move on that. Jane and Jones are in the kitchen until I get the problem under control.
It's really kind of delightfully funny: this issue is the only problem to bear in our move.
Petaluma is heavenly and our home is so lovely - pinch me!