The New Digs, One Month Later

We’ve been in our new house for a month now. We love it.

We’re still without a driveway, sidewalk or yard, which is our only complaint. The dirt/ground around the house needs to settle and get compacted; otherwise the asphalt and concrete could sink or crack. So I understand why we have to wait, but it doesn’t make the waiting any easier! Four dogs means 16 paws, and that’s a lot of paws to wipe off after a rain.

So we’re anxious for the driveway/sidewalk, because those things mean that the landscaper can come out and do his thing. We signed off on our plan, and I’m so excited to have my very own flowering crab apple tree next spring. (It also means that my StepMIL can bring over peonies for us to plant. Our own peonies!)

This weekend Aaron went through about nine bins of college and graduate school books, binders and papers. (Don’t ask why he’d been carrying around decade-old schoolwork.) It was a huge decluttering, and there is now a corner of our basement free again.

The dogs have a pretty nice little set up down there, and they seem to be adjusting quite well. Sometimes at night we’ll look around and one of them will be missing, having gone downstairs to put herself to bed.

It is SO much easier keeping this house clean, even though it is almost three times the size of our old place. Part of that is because we’re keeping the dogs downstairs during the day and overnight. Also, because the house is new construction, and not 60 years old, it’s airtight. Which means less dust and NO cobwebs. In our old place, I could vacuum down spiderwebs and they’d be back the very next day. It got to the point where I just quit, because in the summer the spiders at least ate the gnats and mosquitoes. And since there are no poisonous spiders in Minnesota, they weren’t hurting anyone. When Sarah was here last summer, she was a little shocked at that. (In hindsight, I guess I am too.)

So yes, I have to Swiffer the hardwoods every other day at least, but we’ve been here a month already and I’ve barely had to dust. And because everything is brand new that also means I haven’t had to clean the shower either. Brand new clean tile + daily shower spray = no cleaning tile. It is awesome.

The other day I said to Aaron, “Can you believe we live in such a grown-up house?!” He laughed and said, “Yes. Why wouldn’t we?” But it feels like a novelty to me; a dream. We’re not even minding walking the dogs every time they need to go out. (Though my saint of a husband does the morning shift, so I really have no reason to mind!)

We’re slowly meeting our neighbors (mostly while out walking the dogs), and I look forward to getting to know them better and maybe making some friends.

We started out looking at old Victorian homes in a river town on the far east side, and somehow ended up in a new construction two story in the north suburbs. We couldn’t be happier.

 

Finally Home

Well, we’re all moved in. Sort of. As much as you can be moved in after a week.

93|365: Moving Day!

It’s amazing to have room for things, and to be organized and CLEAN. In our old house, we didn’t have a pantry. We shoved all our cans/pantry items into a lower cabinet where we also had to keep mouse traps (gross, but true), and what we couldn’t fit in there when on what was an old microwave cart. (And now we have THIS!)

Pantry

Aaron purchased the living room furniture for his loft in Atlanta, so it’s BIG (and masculine) and it was shoved into a very small little living area before. And because we used to let the dogs on the furniture, I never got to have my pillows out. But new house means new rules, and the newest rule is no more dogs in our bedroom, and no dogs on the furniture. They’re adjusting. A dog park just a 10 minute walk away takes their minds off not being able to sleep on the couch.

95|365: Living Room

It’s funny, too, how different the spaces can feel with furniture in them, versus how they did when they were empty or in progress. Both Aaron and I were afraid that our bedroom would feel tight once we put in our king-sized bed. Ha!

Master

I never thought of myself as a “new house” person, but this experience has definitely changed my mind! When I think back to all of the properties we looked at and considered, I can’t think of one that we would’ve been as happy with as we are with this one. And that includes the red brick 1920s two story that made my eyes fill with tears as soon as I walked through its door.

Of course, new construction has it’s downsides. Like landscaping. Our yard still isn’t graded, and because of the timing of our closing and the climate, we still don’t have a driveway, sidewalk or grass. But those are temporary annoyances. (Though when you have dogs, it is pretty annoying!)

We’re all so glad to finally be home!

 

Monday Morning

Our office is closed today, so I get to spend the day with my mom unpacking and organizing. It’s such a blessing to have her help! Even with movers, it still took us all day long on Saturday (and a few trips Friday night and Sunday morning) to get everything over to the new place. We had a lot more than I thought crammed into that little rental house.

I’ve never lived anywhere this nice, and I still sort of can’t believe it. I feel like we snuck into this neighborhood, and they’re going to discover that we’re frauds and boot us out! The first night, when we walked all four dogs, I was glad it was dark so none of our neighbors could see us, the Bumpuses.

Sometimes we get good and perfect gifts from our Father. Things we don’t deserve, but he gives them anyway. And that’s what this house is. A good and perfect gift that we don’t deserve. When it was being built, I wandered around the frames and prayed that He would allow us to use it to bless others. Send us children God, however you choose to send them, to fill these rooms.

It was kind of a wonky Easter weekend, with the moving, but we made it to the 6 pm service yesterday, and Pastor Bob said that because of Easter, because of Jesus, we have a trusted guide. Someone who will direct our paths, if we acknowledge Him with our lives. That sometimes we get impatient, because things don’t happen as we’d like them to, when we’d like them. He referenced jobs and relationships, but of course I sat there and thought of children. There is nothing else in the world that is as out of hands as getting pregnant or having children. We can prevent it, yes, but we can’t make it happen: not with all the science in the world. We can help, for sure, but just ask the women whose stories I’ve read of three, four, five failed IVF cycles. It is what it is, as we say around here.

But because of Easter, because my Redeemer lives, I have a God who is for me. Who promises me hope. So I will cling to that hope and trust in the knowledge that He is FOR me.

“In all things, we know that, we are more than conquerers. You keep us by your love.” — Christy Nockels, “Healing is In Your Hands”

 

It’s Ours! — Foto Friday

91|365: It's Ours!

We closed on Wednesday! It’s ours!

A moving van arrives today from Ohio with stuff from my mom’s house—wedding gifts she’s had since my Ohio shower; furniture from my grandmother; a few other odd and ends. Tomorrow we move from our current house to the new one. I can’t wait!

Thanks for coming along for the ride. It was a great experience, and I would recommend building to anyone who’s in the market for a new house.

*Shot with a Canon 20mm 2.8  that I rented. I like it!

 

Almost Finished — Foto Friday

 Main Floor

Oh, we’re close now, y’all!

More pictures on Flickr.