Home Sweet Home

Tuesday, May 26, 2015




Congratulations, your Domesticated Redhead Action Figure Doll now comes with her very own Dream House!  (Sports Car, White Fluffy Dog, and Addicting Local Craft Store still sold separately)

That’s right, Mr. Domesticated Redhead and I are officially homeowners, which is exciting and terrifying all at once since it puts us smack dab in the “Look Ma!  We’re Adults!” category.    Hopefully this also explains the radio silence on the blog for a while, since we’ve been busy with the whole financing/moving/unpacking/painting thing. 

We were looking for homes for quite a while – two years, to be exact – but were having trouble finding anything that we liked that fell within our price range, wasn’t completely falling down,  and wasn’t somewhere in the middle of nowhere, in a different state, under a rock.    So on a whim we decided to look at one of the Eastern suburbs, and the rest is history. 

It’s an adorable little townhome, not very big but the perfect size for two people and one crazy, fluffy dog, and I’m totally in love with it.   After years of renting and moving from place to place, it’s still a novelty to (1) have a washer and dryer that don’t require spare change, (2) be able to paint/hang things on the walls/etc since WE OWN IT, and (3) daydream about what we want to do to the place since we know we’re not going to have to move in the next 12 months. 

Here’s a hint:  A chandelier is on my bucket list.   Somewhere.  Anywhere.  Just because… you know… SPARKLY!  So if you come over and visit and there’s a chandelier in the bathroom, consider yourself warned. 

Of course it has its quirks.  Our boiler sounds like a 747 coming in for a landing, to the point that Mr. Domesticated even looked up at the ceiling the first time and said Jeezus, WHAT IS THAT?”   Our washer shakes so hard that it will fling anything put on top of it across the room with a speed and accuracy that any Major League Baseball pitcher would envy.   And for a long while plugging more than one thing into any particular side of the house caused the fuse to switch off, which meant some tough choices about whether you wanted an alarm clock, a computer, or the refrigerator on that particular day.  (It’s been resolved.  Woo!) 
But it’s OURS, and it’s awesome, and…

… it has a kitchen with granite countertops and non-industrial lighting, and I can open up the fridge AND a cabinet AT THE SAME TIME. 

Sadly, I’m probably the most excited about that part. 

I’ll be posting pictures at some point, as we get the painting done and the boxes put away and things situated so it doesn’t look like we’re in the middle of an episode of Hoarders or Household Disasters or Extreme Makeover: Home Edition, but for now I’ll post the prerequisite phone selfie that every new Millennial homeowner is required to take:


So if you’re ever near Woodbury, you’re welcome to stop by. 
I’ll probably be in the kitchen, opening and closing things.  

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2 Responses to “Home Sweet Home”

  1. Thanks Marsha! You know you're always welcome to come over and visit, or drop by if you're near Woodbury. Dropping things off at your place is one of the few things I miss about being over in Plymouth...