Our Very Very Fine House
Already, my dad and George have fixed the electricity and leveled the house. We've become friends with the people at Home Depot. We've mowed the grass. We have a mountain of trash (if you have a truck.....) A good friend power washed away chipping paint and mildew. We've emptied out half the barn and started painting. We are on the move all day and crash into bed at night and start again. It is the happiest place I've ever lived in my life. It is joy to be here. We've got to paint inside. We've got to get a dishwasher. We did get hot water a week into living here and a washer and drier a few days after that. The simple take-it-for-granite luxuries of life have become absolutely divine!
We are forgetting to stop and eat, to take showers, to get to gymnastics class, to take the five gallon bucket of paint home with us from Home Depot and I love it. I love that everything we do makes the house look 1,000 better and more cozy. Come visit! Okay, give us another month. . . . .