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730 days and counting
Happy two-year anniversary, you giant, paycheck-stealing, pretty, endless, battleship of a house, you. As Hurricane Sandy was hitting NY and rain and wind were threatening to close the attorney’s office and registrar where our signing would be recorded that day, we … Continue reading
Coming in with hours to spare
I went for two runs today (don’t worry, the second one was only so I could join some folks for a beer afterwards). I think I can find the time to post all the photos I’ve been meaning to over … Continue reading
One more time with feeling
We’re at a low point. Like, the lowest of lows. Two nights ago, we began the process of tearing out our kitchen walls. Now. If you remember the gusto with which we attacked the first floor unit’s kitchen (and bath, … Continue reading
Adventures in the non-kitchen
So we moved into a house farther away from a grocery store than our previous apartment was (and that was a very close 3.5 blocks). I know, life is so rough. But it is. Because it’s winter. The kind where it … Continue reading
This might actually be our house
With the walls clean and white, and the linoleum and carpet almost gone, it’s starting to feel more like we could live here. Sure, it’s our house on paper. It’s our house because we came in the front door using … Continue reading