I decided to finally test out our fireplace yesterday, and it was a major success.
That is, after a couple hours of burning newspaper and paper bags. Turns out it’s a little tough to burn wood that’s been sitting out in the rain.
But once it got going, it was an awesome experience. Sitting by the fire while the cold wind is whipping leaves into a frenzy outside just does a body good.
I had plans to go see the VT-Duke this past weekend, but I totally bailed when Ivan came up from the Gulf of Mexico and took dead aim at southwestern Virginia. So what happened then? A beautifully sunny day in Blacksburg, of course.
Well, to be fair, the drive over on Friday evening might have doomed me as there were a plethora of tornadoes all over the state and the weather was just downright nasty. It seems Ivan sped up and hurried across the state a little early, which made for a very nice game day.
Oh well. At least I got to watch the game with Bucky, and Monica and I were able to run some errands, as well as look at some futons (of which were planning on putting in the office). And we all had a kick-butt sushi dinner; I think we found our sushi place here.
On Sunday, I watched NFL while getting some much needed painting done. I hooked up a spare television in the garage, which enabled me to paint and watch at the same time. Awesome.
Of course, this was after I had to fix a leaky toilet. After a trip to Home Depot, I determined the mechanism inside the tank was put together improperly.
So to sum up, I missed a good Hokie win in person, but I was able to watch it on TV, then we had great sushi, then I got a lot of house-work done. Not a bad weekend after all.
I’m starting to enjoy being a homeowner, and that scares me. For some reason, I get great satisfaction out of fixing the little things that are messed up around the house. Whether it’s patching a little hole or running some cable down a wall, I feel good after doing it.
Ten years ago, all I cared about was sleeping and partying, with some occasional studying thrown in for good measure. I wouldn’t have stepped foot into a Home Depot to save my life, but now I really dig it.
What in the world is happening to me?
It still hasn’t sunk in that we’re actually “home” now. I keep saying “back home” when I refer to our old place, but I guess it will only be a matter of time before home becomes where we are now.
And even though we’ve been in the new house for over a week, it still doesn’t feel like we own it. I mean, we’ve done a ton of work on it already (including a marathon painting session), but when I walk around, it’s still not that familiar yet.
I can’t wait until everything is in it’s place, and we can finally sit down and enjoy it and relax. Of course, the lawn will need mowing then.
Yes, we’re finally back online. We’ve moved into the new digs and are smack dab in the middle of unpacking and getting settled. There’s nothing like living out of a suitcase for six weeks to make you appreciate having closets (although to be honest, we did have one closet to use). Thanks for letting us crash at your place, Mom!
Our house is finally starting to look like a house, not just a bunch of boxes surrounded by some wood and sheet rock. Of course, this is after we spent six solid days and nights painting (thanks, Bill!), installed new carpet, and unpacked a huge POD (thanks, Dad and Marlene!). It was a little scary thinking of everything we owned being in a box on our driveway, and then transferring so that everything we owned was in many boxes in our garage.
I know alot of you are dying to see it so I’ll post pictures of our new house online soon (as well as some of my poor, old Jetta and new new Envoy).
And for those of you wondering, Monica finally found the flatware. Woohoo!
Gave the front page a little bit of an overhaul today. Added a picture, changed how some of the things are displayed, etc. What do you think?
Monica is putting information together for the wedding page, and it should be updated in the next couple of days. Stay tuned!
Woke up this morning to no water. Turn on the faucet and…nothing. Life’s a bit different when you don’t start the day with a hot shower. Life is very different when you can’t even flush the toilet. We’ve had a few days of arctic, spit-and-it-freezes-in-mid-air cold weather and last night was the worst we’ve had so far. As a result, our water meter froze up and stopped our water supply. I’ve been told about letting a faucet run when the temperature is cold (even last week by my dad), but it didn’t even occur to me until after I tried to wash my face with some soap mixed with air. The water company didn’t even come out to fix it today (I first called them around 6:15 am), but they finally fixed it this evening after I called them back and listened to the guy tell me they had received a ton of customer service calls and fixed every one of them.
So now, every faucet is on full blast, and I can sleep soundly knowing that the draining noise I hear is the sound of water not freezing…and money being sucked out of my bank account to pay the water bill.
