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I think we're done.
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I think we're done.
Check out that lush, vibrant landscape.
Oooooh was our front yard ever not good. My favorite part was the enormous potted (and dead) tree tethered to the roof to prevent it from dropping straight to the ground. In second place was the red mulch surrounding the enormous (also dead) bush next to my garage.
Enter: a xeriscaper I found on Thumbtack. What is xeriscaping, you ask? Excellent question; I didn't know, either. Basically, it means taking out plants that need bunches of water and replacing them with ones that are drought-resistant, thereby lowering or eliminating entirely the amount of supplemental watering that your yard requires. It's also (in my opinion) very pretty.
Now THIS is the one I've been waiting to show you. When we first started looking for a new home, I knew that I wanted some kind of office space/playroom adjacent to the living area, so that the whole family can still hang out together when we're all doing different things. And the house we ended up in did have a (very) small bonus room, but it didn't open onto the living room, and felt stuffy and oddly proportioned, so it basically ended up becoming a receptacle room for all the stuff we didn't know what else to do with.
A trash dump, in other words.
Not ideal.
OK, so THIS was an exciting one.
See, the master bedroom in our new place was kind of weird. I mean, I loved most of it when I first saw it - the windows, the breeze, the proximity to the pool, et cetera - but what I did not love about it was the fact that the bathroom was kind of...in it.
You'll see what I mean in that video up there. Our sink was basically next to my head. It gave me the icks.
(Watch through to the end for a serious Goldie cameo.)
I've never had an entryway before. I mean, I've had doors that you walk through, and I guess the area on the "inside" side of those doors could technically be referred to as an "entryway," but in our Manhattan apartments those spots were really just "the living room." And in our Tarrytown place, the front door more or less opened directly onto the stairway, which was sort of weird (and sort of inconvenient, because it meant that there was also no coat closet, and if there is one thing you definitely need in Westchester it is a place to store your enormous, down-filled winter coat).
And now?
Today on Lonny: a fun article about my cross-country move, as illustrated via Instagram. Over the next few weeks, I'll be doing a series of several of the home renovations we have in the works with Thumbtack over on the site, so stay tuned for tiles and barn doors and much (much) more!
When you buy a house without ever having actually seen it in person, it's reasonable to expect a few little surprises to come your way...and yup: on our first night in our new place, I discovered something pretty unexpected.
There was no light.
Like, none.
We're heeeeeere! We're here we're here we're here.
I went a little MIA for the past three days because...well, because "busy" is a little bit of an understatement, but also because I didn't have Internet. But now I do, whee. So I'm back! Hi.
I love it here.