Saturday, August 10, 2013

A Tale of Two Houses

From birth until I went off to college, I lived in a small 2-bedroom, 1-bathroom house with my parents and sister. We lived frugally without much room to move about in, but we shared our space and our love and our belongings the best we knew how. To this day, it is a house of much music, much cooking, much intellectual work, and much spending time together.  It will always be one of my favorite homes.
 
In the past 13 years since I went first went away for college, I've lived in a total of 2 countries, 2 states, 2 dorm rooms, 8 apartments, 1 rent house, and now a house house.  It's been a whirlwind of leases and contracts, moving across the country and back, and more moving boxes than I could ever count...but finally the moving has come to an end.  My husband and I, at last gainfully employed and using our PhDs exactly how we planned, have purchased the home we hope to spend many, many years in.  Truly, it is our dream home.
 
We closed on our house exactly two months ago today. We've spent all summer cleaning, plumbing, stripping wallpaper, texturing, priming and painting walls and trim, tearing out carpet, laying new floors, remodeling, saving huge front and back yards in the midst of a drought, and--little by little--unpacking and turning this new house into a home.  The house was not a fixer-upper, although I'm probably making it sound like that. In fact, it's a gorgeous house.  It was a house that you could simply tell a senior citizen had lived in for a long time, and the d├ęcor and color choices throughout were quite old fashioned.  We could have moved right in and lived comfortably without making any changes, really.    But, we wanted this to feel like our home, one we created together, not just one we were living in. 
 
After months of working and sweating through 100 degree days, we're finally ready to stop, pat ourselves on the back, clink together two glasses of something cool and refreshing, and relax and enjoy our summer.  Of course, now, school starts in a week.  Guess we better relax quickly and complete our fall syllabi!
 
Scott and I want this house to be, much like my parents' home, to be a house of love, music, cooking, thinking, and sharing. Our journey's just starting.  Where are you at in yours?