It's not very often that I stop and think about the fact that I might be doing something for the last time or at least not doing it again for a very long time. Normally when we move I can settle our things into a house in a few days or a week at the most. I put things in a place and move on. This house feels different. I've been wanting to take my time and really think about where and why I am putting things. It feels more like home than any place we've lived since we moved from our house in Waterford in 2008. I love it here. I'm enjoying putzing around a placing things here and there and then moving them to this space or that corner. It's a wonderfully unrushed pace and I'm enjoying it. BUT. There are guests coming next week to visit and spend Thanksgiving and something tells me the guestroom needs to be readied for them. I stacked all the studio boxes in the guestroom as we were moving in so that I could keep boxes from being slid all over my newly finished wood floors in the studio. Great idea, yes? Well, yes, kind of. Now I have a room FULL of boxes where my guests need to sleep so I better get up there and get on that. For now, here's a picture of the house on the night we closed.
It's got some pretty great curb appeal. :)
And here's the great room and it's new draperies that got installed last week.
We/re missing some furniture for this room that hasn't come in yet and I've yet to hang a single picture or mirror in the place but it's coming along. I've got a LOT to do before company arrives next Wednesday so I guess the putzing around better go by the wayside and I better step up my game. After all, I've got years to move things around and find the perfect spot. YAY!