Monday, May 31, 2010

Cleaning the Garage

Memorial Day means that Dave got to help us unpack more today. Hooray! We spent the bulk of the day on the bathrooms and sorting out the rst of the boxes in the garage. Our garage is unfinished, and after watching too much Garage Mahal on DIY Network (perhaps just too much DIY Network in general), I can't bear to look at the dry wall white-striped where the seams and nails are, and the concrete cracking and dusty and gray. Sigh. But I have to keep reminding myself tthat we don't have the capitol to do it all right now. I just keep seeing our garage with rubber flooring, lined with galvanized steel or some faux stone work 1/3 up the wall and cabinets lining the walls. Sigh again. And everywhere I look inside I see chair rails and backlit crown molding, and keep wondering if an electrician could wire the rope light to a switch without damaging the drywall...

We had a scary experience when sweeping out the garage today. It involves a spider and I will post it tomorrow.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Quick list

A lot of good things happened today.

1) We unpacked the kitchen and organized it. It is clean and big.

2) We went to Lowe's and bought a doormat for the garage, as that will be our primary entrance into the house. Don Aslett taught me that a house with proper doormat sqftage (at least 6 feet indoors and out) will require less cleaning.

2.5) Lowe's makes me want to Home Improve everything.

3) On a related note, the wood panels on the cabinet below the sink have a bracket holding them in (instead of glue or nails). This is significant because it will allow me to fulfill my dream of adding a hinged shelf in there for sponges as seen here.

4) Not only does Vernal have two movie theaters with six screen combined, they also have a drive in movie theater on the west side of main st. They were playing How To Train Your Dragon when we were coming home today.

5) The movers packed the clean dishes from our dishwasher, which means that we didn't leave anything behind.

New House

We did it, we're here! I must say that I think we have the most beautiful house in the world (within our price range). I just love so much about it. There are big things, like the floorplan, the master suite and the garage, and then the are the small things like the molding and the texturing on the walls. Even the paint is perfect, a sort of light cappiccino foam. There were a lot of giddy noises coming out of Dave and I yesterday.

Which reminds me of other house related good news. Dave likes this house after all, maybe even loves it. He was pretty excited about the price on a townhouse in this same development. I wasn't. I didn't want our first 'home' to be what feels like an apartment. There were some problems with the floorplan, like the kitchen was a little cramped, and the bedrooms were on an upper level, meaning I'd have to confine the kids, and so on. It just didn't feel right. The moment we stepped into this house I knew, really the moment I saw the kitchen (it's great). Dave, being the good husband bought this house for me. I was so afraid that he would always regret getting this house instead of the townhouse, but over the past 36 hours I've seen him fall just as in love with it as I am. Stay tuned for info on our house warming party!

Anyway, I gotta get back to unpacking. =)

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Moving to Vernal part 2, pre-packing.

So, we're cleaning every surface in the house. Yesterday we cleaned the upholstery on the blue couches, and today it's washing out the cupboads in the kitchen. With everything coming off the walls, this apartment is feeling so bare. Not to be too poetic, but the 'builder white' paint seems so unfeeling to me, like we're just another family that has come and gone, like we haven't made an impact. The first thing I'm going to do when we move is paint the walls.

The kiddos are great. Sarah has started the life-long phase of pretend play. She'll disappear to her room, and after it's been quiet long enough for me to wonder, I'll scramble after her to see what mess she's into. Time after time she has been sitting on her floor with a slew of disney figurines we got at DI, walking them through the doll house and princess castle and sitting them on the doll furniture. Sometimes I see them all on the back of Christian's flatbed truck 'going for a boat ride.' When she sees me she usually says something like, 'You come sit here,' and motions for me to come play with her. I'm pretty bad at playing with her. I don't really know how. When I sit with her, I end up not doing much more than that. Due to her age, she doesn't include me in her play scenarios, but she seems to want to take cues because she's not sure what kinds of things people do when they pretend. So I try to give her an idea, which is promptly trampled because I'm threatening her independence. So, pretend play phase also marks the point when I no longer do anything right.

Buddy (Christian, Andrew), is a different story. He's the kind of baby every mother loves. He smiles when you make eye contact, and most of the time will bashfully turn into my shoulder, only to look up to show off his dimple again. As long as mommy is close, he'll go to people, and immediately look into the face of his new friend and smile that sweet smile again. If he decides he likes what's happening and mommy is still close by, he'll probably lay his head gently on your chest to show he likes you. He's such a good guy.

By the way, the move date has moved up. We pack the day after tomorrow and unpack friday! Let's hope we do actually have early occupancy in our new home. ! For now, more cupboards to wipe out.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Moving to Vernal.

This is a blog. It will describe a girl and her family and her life. Please, enjoy.

This is the week. It's hard to believe that we'll be in a new place in a few short days. I keep thinking that if we have to live in a small town in the middle of nowhere, that I'd rather just stay where I am. But part-time work to full-time work does put stars in my eyes.

So, we get a full moving package, which is kind of weird because it means people I don't know are going to come into my house and go through my drawers and move my furniture and put their hands on my things. After much thought, it logically beats loading and unloading a moving truck, but it still urks me on a personal level. They won't pack my underwear will they? Maybe some things will magically disappear before moving day.

Saying goodbye to people really is the worst. It makes you feel so much more than you usually do day to day, and sometimes it's too much for me. I'd rather pretend like life is going to go on (which it is), and these people will go on to live happy and productive lives without me (which they will). I don't do well with confrontations, even if they are non-threatening, BUT, I have planned lots of face to face visits with important people this week, so wish me luck.

That's all for tonight. Look forward to many more entries of this likeness. 6 days until the move!