First things first: I have a real, live pantry! No more cramming canned goods and cereal into regular cabinets…or having things fall out on my head whenever I open the cabinet doors.
Sorry for the empty rooms – I haven’t had the chance to take pictures this week in the daylight with our stuff in the house.
But they’re coming – our internet is being hooked up tomorrow so I’ll have the time to take some more pictures.
Obviously, not everything in this house is our style or something we would choose ourselves, but those things are easy to fix. And the other bigger projects? They can wait a few years. We’ll slowly put our mark on our home while keeping the charm of this old farmhouse in tact.
We’ll be tackling small projects at a time. First things to be done? Wallpaper, most likely.
Since the house was originally built in the mid 1920’s, the majority of the house still has the latham plaster walls, which leaves us two options: get the walls done with a textured plaster or re-wallpaper. We’re okay keeping some wallpaper in the house since it fits the time period, but we definitely want to update the paper and pick out prints and colors that we like.
And I’m so happy we have another claw foot tub in this house. We had one in the old place and I didn’t want to give that up! But we’ll eventually be getting rid of all the gold fixtures in here. We’re silver people.
The front room (which also has the fireplace and antique mantle) has the textured plaster on the walls. It’s one room we don’t have to worry about.
I also love love LOVE the foot-tall baseboards in the house. They’ve never been painted, and the wood work is beautiful.
Also – see that front door? It’s the only front door that has EVER been on this house. So, in 14 years, the house (and this door and the floors) will be 100 years old! Crazy.
Maggie and Roxy are adjusting well to the move. I don’t think Maggie cares where she is as long as she has her toys and can play in the snow.
And Nick and I are totally enjoying the fireplace. It’s so warm and cozy in that front room at night.
Who knew moving could be so exhausing and exciting at the same time?
Sunday night, Nick and I went to bed at 9:30. I think buying this house aged us overnight.