Whew!

Wow - long time no post.  I haven't been ignoring you - I've just been up to my eyeballs in boxes.  You see in the midst of all of the other craziness that signifies spring in Annapolis (lacrosse, swimming, parties, dinners, dress parades, work, muddy dogs, etc), we decided to add moving to the mix.  This wasn't a forced move, but one that was offered to us.  The home that we'd been living in was due for renovation, so we were offered a home a few houses down the block that had already been renovated.  And while I needed a household move like I needed a hole in the head, I was captivated by the clawfoot tub in the master bath, the beautiful granite countertops in the kitchen - and let's be honest - the wine fridge in the butler's pantry.  Oh the siren song of a freshly painted, clean empty house is so hard to resist.  So.  Two days after returning from Round Top/Warrenton/Brenham, the packers came.  And three days of hellish moving ensued.  When they (the movers) finally left at 11:00 Friday night after two hard days of moving all of our crap treasured belongings, one of them said, "when you have to move again in a year and a half, don't call me."  Perhaps we need to downsize.

One of the many problems, the only real problem with moving right now is that life doesn't stop so I can get the darn boxes unpacked.  We've had lacrosse games and practices, work and school, and dinners to attend.  We still have laundry that must be done, groceries that must be bought, put away and ultimately, cooked.  And the BOXES!! YE GODS, THE BOXES!!  They're everywhere and seem to be multiplying while my back is turned.  And we can't find things.  Like the graphing calculator - which, clearly you need if you're doing high school geometry/trigonometry.  And the online version isn't the same.  And, my goodness I hope it turns up in one of today's boxes, because I can no longer deal with the wrath of Kahn Carey. 

And while I need to, immediately, return to setting up household  - here are some pictures of what I love and don't love about our new home.

I love:

the foyer.  It's beautiful with lovely arches, pretty curtains and mouldings.

And the newell post at the bottom of the stairs:

And I love the dining room with the giant pocket doors.  But what I see what I turn around from the stairs and the foyer is this:

 

I love this living room/dining room.  But the boxes and the stuff?  Not so much.

I love the kitchen.  The morning light, the wall pocket, and the fiestaware.

 

I love this downstairs powder bath - with the navy blue walls, and the tiny tiles with the blue and gold tile inserts.

I love the high ceilings in this house.  Even in the guest bath:

But the stuff below the raised ceiling? Not so much.

Lovely guest room.

You can't see it because of the boxes, though.  There is a bed under there, but the moving company has to come back and pick up the boxes.  I have to empty all of the boxes before they can come back to pick them up.  Before I can empty the boxes, I have to have a place to put the stuff.  I don't have a place to put the stuff because of all the boxes.  Vicious cycle.

On the plus side.  There's that.

More to come.  Boxes calling.

Comments

[larahurley]

Dang Dang Dang, that one is beautiful! Guess you don't have to use the faux marble contact paper I did on the stairs? ha
A MAN picked out that beautiful grey? I think not.
You've earned it but yeah, those boxes and all, Dang.

[Doojie]

It's too fab. You'll be glad soon and the memory will wear down just like child birth except haven't you birthed, what, 50 houses by now? Gotta see the new digs in person. I've heard they have a Baltimore Cup Cake Co. in Annapolis and then there's Whole Foods (yes, they go together...or cancel each other out), and I can think of many a reason to pop in at any time...watch out! Oh,the wall pocket used to be mine, too!!!!!