Love The One You’re With… Even If It’s A Different Color Than You Expected

July 14, 2011 at 10:15 am | Posted in Around Boston, Home Ownership | 2 Comments
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My hubs is obsessed with all things New York.  Especially evil sports teams.  Ptoo, ptoo.  So when we were picking paint colors for our new construction site, errrr, I mean house, he may have been swayed by Behr’s creative naming practices.

This is NOT, I repeat, NOT what home improvement is like!

We wanted to paint our bedroom walls gray – with white wood furniture, black bedding and a pop of red accent accessories, we thought it would look really contemporary and cool – so when we stumbled upon “Manhattan Mist,” he was sold!

Did I point out that painting our room the self-professed color of smog might be a bad idea? No.  Because I don’t like to rain on his parades.  And I’m being very careful about picking my battles these days. And because I thought the color was pretty slick, too.

So we painted our room Manhattan Mist, and we were SUPER excited about it!  We knew that once we finished painting, it would be the only room in the whole gourd-forsaken place that would be finished before move-in day!  FTW!

As you can guess, it didn’t work out as planned.  In the afternoon and evening light, our slick gray color looks lavender.  Really, really, unmistakably lavender.  We have purple walls.  Purple!

And we are completely, utterly and unequivocally exhausted.  So, rather than taking the time and effort (neither of which we have enough of) to repaint the rhymes-with-trucking walls, we’re learning to love the lavender.


Our First Weekend As Homeowners

June 1, 2011 at 11:33 am | Posted in Around Boston, Home Ownership | 6 Comments
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Adventures in home ownership... weekend #1

Well, dear reader(s), I’m happy to report that, as of last Wednesday, Andrew and I are officially first time home owners!  And like most things, we didn’t do it alone: our families have been there for us every step of the way, from encouraging us to take this purchasing leap to counseling us about mortgages and loans, from house-hunting to cheerleading, our dads (RWFOTB and Charlie) and moms (Lisa and Kathy), not to mention siblings (holla Elizabeth – the most tenacious wallpaper remover in the world!), helped make this post… errrr… I mean, this grown-up step possible.

As I mentioned in my last home-buying post, I think buying a house (especially a “fixer-upper”) is more stressful and more work than getting hitched (and we all know how cuckoo that process is for some people).  There’s not an emotion out there that we haven’t experienced since we signed 30 years of our monies away.

We felt excitement, fear, joy, frustration, elation – and most of all, we were overwhelmed.

When we literally scraped the most ridiculous wallpaper for two and a half days/nights, we were overwhelmed (and boy, does this house have a LOT of wallpaper… hello 1970s!).

When we realized we spent more time in Home Depot (aka our second home) in one weekend than many of their staff has all week, we were overwhelmed.

When Big Charlie and I had to push down a wall together because it was too darn solid to do alone, we were overwhelmed.

And when we think about all the money we… never mind, it’s too overwhelming to think about.

We are overwhelmed by everything we accomplished this weekend – knocking down closets and rebuilding them elsewhere, designing our new kitchen and bathroom, pulling down walls, ridding the house of wallpaper, ripping up carpets and padding and staples, power-washing the house, gardening and cutting down trees, etc. etc. etc. – and everything left to accomplish.

And when we think about how much support and encouragement and love and kindness – not to mention MANUAL LABOR (I’m looking at you, Big Charlie! We adore Costanzo Tile & Marble) – we received from our families, we are overwhelmed with gratitude.

Thank you, family, for everything. And if I never see wallpaper again, it’ll be too soon.

~ Sarah

Married Life = ???

April 13, 2010 at 10:37 am | Posted in Around Boston, Married Life | 17 Comments
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The other day after work, our boss* forced us to join him and the rest of the team for happy hour (not that we didn’t want to, of course, but you know how long our commutes are – we like getting home at a reasonable hour). Put aside the fact that he doesn’t drink at all, and that I’m always the designated driver- that’s not the point of this story (though it is a little silly). What is more bloggable is how he coerced me into going…

“Sarah,” he said. “Has anyone ever told you what happens after you get married?”

“No… What happens??” I answered in a slightly panicked voice.

“Terrible things. You had better come out with us now, before it is too late!”

I glanced at my bloggier – and happily married (to Mike, not me) – half for a little hint or some reassurance. She shrugged her shoulders, unable to assuage my concerns.

“What kinds of things, boss-man?”

“Well, your weekends become… boring. You will start thinking of a trip to Bed Bath & Beyond as a date, you’ll go to Home Depot and see Imax movies at the Jordan’s in Reading… You may even go out for dinner at Kelly’s!”

Well, dear reader(s), if you subtract the trips to Kelly’s and add Sunday mornings at the grocery store and a few meals out at “casual dining establishments,” that’s pretty much what my weekends are like now! And Andrew and I kind of like it that way.

So my question for you is: what happens after we get hitched? Will we become more exciting? Will we reach a new level of blah? Help! What should we expect?!?


* N.B.: Said top banana is happily married with three kids.

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