The Grass Is Truly Greener on the Other Sides of the Fences

Mostly because we don't have grass yet.

I think the neighbors have also been doing extra good jobs on their lawns just to spite us. To our credit, three carloads of New York apple orchard stones did make their way out here this summer for our amateur "class up the shed" event.

Yes my dad is doing physically demanding labor the day before the big Falmouth Road Race.

He still won his age group...

Pretty nice, eh?

Yet in typical house-building fashion, our professional landscaping has been held up a while. Our landscaper, Paul, is a guy that gave us a quote in the early spring and then religiously called Anthony every Wednesday after that to see how we were doing on our decision. We finally signed on with him in early July, anticipating that he would start a week or two after. Delays and hold-ups begat more delays and hold-ups. And well, you know how delays and rabbits handle multiplication...

We began to get used to our fancy schmancy new house with the ghetto yard. I think in some way it helped ease our transition to niceness from all the shacks we're used to living in. (Plus, I think we both secretly enjoyed not mowing this summer.)

Remember this one?

Our Oregon shack and fast-growing grass (which Anthony is cutting with scissors- long story).

We used to love August when the grass would finally turn brown and die and we could have some mowing time off.

Just when we were assured that we were really good to go and the stone guy was going to come and start building our retaining wall, he (ironically?) got a kidney stone. The grading and loaming did go on without him however.

Our new dirt is much darker than the sand we've been tracking in all summer.

*Of course* that started today- there's a hurricane coming! Why would we hold off a few more days when we can spread out all this expensive dirt now just in time for Irene to toss it about? And with nothing to retain it yet. *sigh*

-J

Realizations

We haven't felt the need to blog lately because, well, the house building is pretty uneventful right now. We're mostly just getting settled and waiting for some key professional landscaping ingredients. However, inside we have realized a couple of things:

a. Despite being 20 feet wide, there's a lot of open space in the house. Or maybe it's just that we don't have very much furniture. This is proving to be a positive in Natalie's book- especially as she learns to walk with her little car back and forth and back and forth and back and forth (and back and forth). Plus we have plenty of room for a tent and tunnel in our living room- and isn't that just every child's dream? Twenty feet wide is proving to be plenty big so far.

...and back and forth

b. Our shiny new house makes the furniture we do have look ugly.

Like maybe it came from the streets of Boston on "big trash day" or the "as is" section of Ikea or something. We've been taking what we have and all the little things we saved and trying to give it all a place in our new life. We certainly don't *need* new stuff, we're living comfortably and fine with what we have. Paint can do wonders. Fabric can be reused. Hardware is available on something your husband called trash three days ago.

No, I'm not going to show you a picture of our ugly furniture.

I'm going with these cute window treatments instead.

My mother was intrigued by the challenge of creating roman shades for Natalie's room by taking apart old venetian blinds from our last house to use as parts.

c. We're too afraid to commit to hanging pictures and other things that require holes in our pretty new walls. Heck, we're too afraid to commit to buying floor mats for the front door and that certainly doesn't require holes. I think this drove my parents crazy last week during their visit. How many times did we hear, "You know, you should really put something to hang towels on in the bathroom." or "You really should get a mat for the front door." After rushing to commit and decide so much in the past year we have now slowed down considerably. Yes we know things like this can be changed, but knowing us, once we've committed $12.99 to a floor mat, it's not going to be changed until it literally falls apart. Therein lies the fear of commitment.

Note the artwork resting on the repainted shelf in the background.

Feel free to come over and vote where you think it should be hung.

-J

Dirt

It all comes down to dirt.

Fancy, nicely graded dirt apparently.

That's what currently stands in the way of our official occupancy permit. The temporary front step and grading that our contractor fashioned were just not of equal height and has failed the inspection twice. Both us and our contractor tried explaining that our official landscaping with our expensive conservation-required loam and even grading would be happening in a few weeks and the problem would be resolved then, so couldn't we just hold off on this one little thing until after that? Nope.

Anthony put on his landscaping hat tonight and gave it a try himself. I think it's lovely and takes the same amount of thigh muscle power from both legs to ascend to the porch, but I'm not the one signing off on it, so we'll see.

Natalie and I have been advocating for a stroller ramp instead of steps all along.

Final inspection, take 3?

- J

Six

The railings were added to the front porch last week, along with a temporary step.

We're hoping to be able to get in without having to do the front grading and landscaping right away.

That's on the docket for later in the summer.

Plywood cut, numbered and ready to cover all of our windows if a big storm should hit .

This is a requirement.

Anthony grumbled a bit about giving up this much space for these.

The house was inspected on Tuesday and six things were found to need additional attention. They were things like the height of a railing, an issue with the dryer vent, the thermostats not working, insulation plans that were needed, and the level of grading leading tothe front step. (I know that's only five- I can't remember the last one off the top of my head.)

So six things between us and an occupancy permit.

Add to that our growing punch list of little things we would like to have happen before we move in.

We have deliberately been staying away during working hours so that we aren't in anybody's way. It would all be fine if we would see some solid steady action during the day. I'm sure then all the "to-do's" could be "dones", but the action has been limited and sporadic.

One of my evening tasks this week- painting.

On another note- we are in need of an Energy Star refrigerator- if anyone has one they're not using. We would be happy to trade it for our non-energy-star-but-clean-and-works-fine fridge!

-J