I haven’t been blogging much lately because…we bought a house!
(Insert fireworks display, cymbals crashing, and triumphant trumpet sounds here.)
Yes, finally, after a year of looking at hoarder houses, smelly houses, and houses with naked people standing nearby, we finally found a house that wasn’t owned by a hoarder, doesn’t involve ANY naked people, and is only sort of smelly (it’s cigarette smoke and we’re fixing it).
The picture above is us sitting on our new front steps. That picture makes it look like I got some sort of edgy Jennifer Lawrence haircut, but I just had my hair in a bun (I have curly hair, so I can never cut it short or else I’d look like young Shia LaBeouf). I’m never going to post a photo of the house’s exterior anywhere on the Internet because I think people who do that are insane. Like, y’all know there are murderers and stalkers everywhere, right? Why not just buy a light-up sign that says “Hey, here’s my house! I’m over here for the murdering!”?
Other than that, here’s what I’ve been up to:
-Going to a baseball game. I still don’t know how baseball works.
I did, however, deeply enjoy the hotdog and the fireworks show.
-Enjoying a nice bottle of Dom Perignon with our friends. Okay, so you may have correctly guessed that bottles of Dom are NOT a typical part of my lifestyle because I’m not 50 Cent (sorry if you were under the impression that you were reading 50 Cent’s blog–life is probably very confusing for you). It was a wedding gift that we saved for a special occasion.
-Washing walls and ripping up carpet. I’m much better at writing and planning parties than I am at physical work (listen, we all have our weaknesses, and I’m VERY AWARE of mine), but luckily we have plenty of family and friends to help us. Which is good, because the first day that H. and I were working I laid down in our empty guest room and fell asleep for half an hour. Anyway, I’m enjoying the process and seeing our progress, but I’ll still be glad when it’s done.
-Playing sweet board games like King of Tokyo. I won the first time I played, but I’ve lost every time since. Maybe it’s because I have no strategy and I’m not competitive. Either way, this game rules.
-Crying so hard that H. thought something was wrong with me after I read this Buzzfeed article about this dog. In retrospect, it was a very bad idea for me to read that, but it reminded me why I’m 100% committed to getting shelter dogs! Also, my family has a black lab and he’s the best dog ever, so obviously I’m biased. I mean, look at him:
If I’m not around here much, that’s because I’m ripping carpet out with my brute strength. Please keep your thoughts with me. I’m wielding a utility knife and I’m feeling very vulnerable.