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Our Bags (and Our Suitcases and a Million Boxes) are Packed, and We're (Sort of) Ready to Go

The day is here. The day that I thought might never happen.

We're moving!

Six weeks after we ratified a contract on our new place, and a month since we ratified a contract on our current townhouse, we're saying farewell to the little house we've called home for almost four years. 


It was our first married home. It was the house we bought our daughter home to after she was born. It has welcomed us home after our travels. It taught us how to DIY a renovation. It has seen arguments and happiness and sorrow and joy. 

We've grown out of it but it has been a wonderful place to call home for the last three years, eight months, and 15 days. 


I hope that our new house holds more of the same for us. There's a big yard for our daughter and our dog to play in. There's a craft room to hold all of my books and sewing stuff and blogging materials. There's a huge workshop for my husband to rebuild his new project: a 1983 Trooper. There are just so many possibilities for this house and for our futures there that I am overwhelmed with choices.

The house that we're moving from is a little over 1100 square feet, while the one that we're moving into is over 3100. I'm going to have a blast decorating even if it will go slowly since I'm going to take my time, approach the house room by room, and find things that I love. I'm probably going to start with the Living Room - Home and Patio D├ęcor Center Furniture since that's what all of our visitors will immediately see upon their arrival to our new house!

Whatever you're doing today, I hope you'll send a little wish our way. We'll begin moving all of our belongings onto our moving truck this afternoon, we'll complete both of our closings early tomorrow morning, and we'll then unpack everything starting tomorrow night. Since we're moving in the middle of the week, we're doing pretty much everything ourselves. 

What can I say? We're DIY-ers through and through! 

Here's to new adventures, new renovations, and new memories. 

Good-bye old house. Hello, new one!

What's your best moving day advice? 

Outdoor Living: A Tale of a New Deck

Hi, y'all! I hope you're enjoying my sweet line-up of guest posters this week while I'm at the beach. I was going to wait to share our latest home improvement project with you until after I got back, but I just couldn't bear to withhold the pictures that long! So, I'm busting into the guest posting just for today to share a touching, wonderful, tragic story about our deck.


Buying a Fixer-Upper: 5 Things To Consider


Back in 2011, Landon and I decided to make the leap into homeownership. We bought a 2-bedroom, 2-bath townhouse, which (at the time) was the perfect size for us. It was in an awesome location--near our jobs, shopping, and the beach--but it wasn't in awesome condition. The townhouse was definitely a fixer-upper, but for the selling price, we knew we'd save enough money to be able to do plenty of repairs and upgrades.

DIY: A Built-in Bookshelf


I was going to write about our awesome new bookshelf that Landon built (and I painted!) earlier this week, but Snowpocalypse 2014 came along instead. The snow and ice are still hanging around Charleston, but we're doing a lot better than we were 24 hours ago. So, now that all is better with the world again, let's talk about my new bookshelf!

Our Sweet New $3000 Kitchen: A DIY Story

before and after


If you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you've come to realize that we're pretty much constantly renovating our house.

And if you're new, let me tell you that my husband and I are desperately, desperately trying to pull our townhouse out of the 1980s into this millennium. So far, we've only partially succeed. (But that doesn't keep us from trying!) (

A particular source of house angst for us was the kitchen. It was nasty--dark with beat-up cabinets and ancient laminate countertops--but it had potential.

Disaster!: Or, This Couldn't Come at a Worse Time

I've been quiet the last week or so.

There are two reasons for this:
1) I've had a lot going on. We're going through a new members' class at church, we had our first baby shower last weekend, and I'm trying to get through everything necessary right here at the end of the school year.

2) Our house in basically uninhabitable.

Let me explain.

Almost two weeks ago, I was home with an atrocious cold. I slept the majority of the day because I felt so bad, but woke up around 4:30 when my sister brought me a milkshake as a pick-me-up. She and I chatted as I finished my shake until 4:50. To her, nothing looked out of the ordinary.

I went back to sleep after she left at 4:50 until Landon arrived home around 5:30 or so. He came bursting into our bedroom, asking me where all the water came from. In my cold-induced state, I had no clue what he was talking about until I realized I could hear water squishing in the carpet every time he took a step.

Uh-oh.

Marooned in the bed because of the water, I watched as Landon took our shop-vac and got up as much of the standing water as possible. Neither of us had any idea at this point how the carpet had gotten completely soaked all the way from the top of the stairs into our room and halfway down the hall to the nursery.

For the next hour or so, we did our best to clean up the water with towels and then attempted to dry everything with our big portable fan.

Downstairs, below the water, the sheetrock had started to sag in a few places, so Landon stabbed the ceiling to release the water. After that, the ceiling looked better, so we went to bed, hoping that our efforts to dry everything out would be successful. We also made plans to call in a water removal service the next morning to get whatever moisture remained.

When we went to sleep, the house looked normal, albeit a little damp.

When we came downstairs the next morning, the den looked like this:


At some point in the night, the sheetrock had weakened and an entire 12x8 piece had succumbed to gravity. Luckily, we'd moved the desk out from under that part of the ceiling because we were afraid of a water leakage in the night, but we didn't move it far enough and the sheetrock smushed my hard drive with all of my backed-up pictures, our two bookcases and the dog's cage.
Luckily, I think I can get the pictures off of the hard drive, and the books on the shelves are okay. Phoebe, though tramatized, is okay as well.
Our house, however, is not. Apparently, the damage was caused by a surge of water in our washing machine; a valve that should have stopped it broke in the process, which allowed the water to leak out everywhere unchecked. The washing machine wasn't in use when any of this happened, so we may have to replace our (probably faulty) washer, too.
Because of the damage, all of the carpet upstairs and the hardwoods downstairs are going to be removed. To accomplish this, the furniture is pushed all over the place, and our house is basically uninhabitable right now. Thankfully, my mom and dad have welcomed us back over to their house, which is so much more convenient than living in a hotel for weeks at a time.
The insurance company is taking FOREVER to process our claim, which means that almost two weeks into this mess, we still don't have the go-ahead to hire the contractor. We'll be with my parents at least until the end of April, and that's if the insurance claim goes through today, and the contractors can come out tomorrow, and they work super fast this week and next. More likely, we're looking at two to three weeks before the mess is undone.
As long as I can bring my baby home from the hospital to her own nursery (that we ALMOST had finished before this!!), I will be a happy camper. Now, to see what the next few weeks hold...



The Nursery, Version 1.0

I'm a planner. If Landon and I have a vacation, big work plans, or a party to throw, you can guarantee I'm off somewhere making a list and loving it. 

This baby has been no exception! From the moment that I found out we were expecting our little bundle of joy, I've been pinning to my baby Pinterest board and reading reviews on baby products like it's my job.

Our first big purchase? The crib! After lots of research, Landon and I chose the Graco 4-in-1 Lauren convertible crib in Espresso from Walmart. There was a great deal going on after Christmas, so we got the crib mattress bundled in with the crib for free.

The entire bundle was only $150, and I was a little wary because the crib was so much less expensive than the others we'd looked at, but the reviews were fantastic. I figured that, for $150, the crib didn't even have to make it to the toddler bed stage.

I think my worries were unfounded because the crib came in today, and it incredibly solid. It's even made of actual wood, not particle board. Yay for a good purchase!

Ta-da!

The nursery's theme? Owls. We may also inject a little Harry Potter love into the nursery as we go along with a cute HP stuff I saw on Pinterest...but that's an entirely different post. :)

One of the first sets of items purchased for Tadpole, way back in October. My mom and dad gave this cute set to the baby for Christmas. 

Tadpole's first stuffed animal from my cousins Bonnie, Kevin, Kayla and Braxton.

Time to cruise in style! We're not buying an infant stroller, so this will serve us well when Tadpole gets a little bigger.