Bonding

Most people do not have the relationship with houses that Scott and I have. Perhaps we're unusual or a little bit strange, but we get really excited about the houses we live in. The level of intimacy we have with our home(s) after countless renovations and weekend warrior projects is a sort of bonding.

So, we are extremely excited about meeting our new home on Monday!
After a grueling--but speedy--escrow period, we will finally have access to the house that is our next project; for a year, or more...

We have thought long and hard about how we will tackle the renovations ahead; we have researched the products and finishes we will use and imagined how potential buyers will view the house when it's time to sell.

But mostly, I'm imagining how our belongings will look in this house. They arrived yesterday! It was exciting to see them again, the few things that we decided to ship 2500 miles across the United States. We purged a good bit before the move, yet there were still a few items that made me think--we paid to move that? But overall, the boxes of photo albums, the dining room table that hosted dinners and game nights, the chest of tools that has crossed the continental U.S. twice and even traveled to Mexico--they're all carefully stored nearby and ready to move into our new home!

I'm imagining how our pets will love the open floor plan and loft, how Snickerdoodle will enjoy the large, low windows to look out and watch birds and squirrels in the yard; how Dulce will love all of the nearby trails for walks, runs and bike rides; how we will have plenty of room for grandchildren and other family to visit in the future!

We are ready to begin a life with our new home in Boise!