...I took some pictures.
ED: I'm nowhere near getting the house* where I want it to be - not even close - but I have managed to unpack nearly ever box (save for the "scary boxes" full of disorganized miscellany) and place several pieces of furniture in possibly permanent locations.
entry into dining room/atrium skylight
this room needs rugs. lots of rugs. and lights. and other items. maybe a massive curtain?
Hal's Clavanova/Fable's shoes/painting by: my mom
Our bedroom. Which is a mess. Fixing it up = today's project. Fable willing...
office - with french doors that open to yard. This is where I am right now. Watching the dogs run around the backyard. Hello then!
shower curtain on claw tub. (Archer picked it out!)
Hal's autographed picture of Lou Ferrigno as "The Hulk." Poster c/o my Nana who took me on The Venice Simplon Orient Express when I was nineteen.
playroom. the kids are still sharing a bedroom because according to Archer, "we don't sleep well without each other" SO! We turned the third bedroom into a playroom with (eventually) guest bed for visitors.
(still unpacking most of this, obviously)
Birdhouses. We have many birds up in here. When we moved in there were literally three little (baby) birds outside our doorstep. Singing sweet songs. Of melodies pure and true. Singin, this is my lesson to you-oo-oo.
1920's spanish-style hollywood detailing = why I'll never leave LA
when life gives you lemon trees... cheer!
see above the door? where the poop resides? that's where the three baby birds live.
I'll do a post on each room when they're ready to show in their entirety. I'm excited to spend the next few
weeks months scouring swap-meets and hunting for treasure. First priorities: rugs, benches for dining room and lighting for the giant room which is currently being lit by candles after 8pm. Romantic, yes. But lights will eventually be necessary I think.
In the meantime, forgive the sporadic posting. Going to spend much of the next few days finishing the unpack, figuring out this new space, new life - playing with the kids in the backyard. Counting my blessings. Appreciating every. single. moment. Thank you, life.
Ew. My dog just ate his poop.
*I don't even believe I live here yet. I keep telling Hal to punch me in the face but he won't do it because it's illegal.
** several of you asked about the bookcase. Technically, it's not a bookcase. I found it at a wholesale shop - full of old glassware, and fell in love. It's made out of all-recycled wood. It's my new boyfriend. I'll let you know if I stumble upon anything similar. Deal?