Well, here are some pics of the house, finally. Hope you enjoy them! For comparison to the empty house, you can see the slide show I made before we moved in.
First is our living room. This is the room you enter to the right after you come in the front door.
I'm skipping the dining room this time, because I'm in the midst of finishing up the school year and beginning to sew culottes for camp. My desk and sewing machine are in the dining room. 'Nuff said!
Next is the kitchen. I love this kitchen! It's big and roomy, and I'd love to get an island to go in the middle! First is the main working area, with the big window over the sink, another feature I love. Then the stove - my full-size stove! - and across the room in another corner are my microwave and freezer.
On the main floor, we also have a powder room . . .
and across from the powder room are the stairs leading to the laundry room in the basement. These are the stairs I fell down the week after we moved in. See that bottom step down there? The one that is barely visible? Well, it's the one I missed and landed on the floor!
Also in the basement is a small apartment, or suite as it's called here. A single young man lives there. He moved in the week after we did, and has been a wonderful tenant! We haven't had any complaints with him, and hopefully he hasn't had any with us. He is hardly home, after working full time, and he told us Sunday that he's coaching a youth baseball team in his spare time. I sent him a piece of cake Sunday afternoon. He seemed to like that. What single guy would turn down cake?!! He and our family have separate entrances to our houses; the only area we share is the laundry. I do all mine during the day on weekdays, and he does his in the evenings and on weekends. It's working really well for all of us.
On to the upstairs, where the bedrooms are. First is our bedroom. It's also Wes's study. I had read so much about making your bedroom your haven and not having anything else in there, that I felt bad putting his study in our room. But it's working out great. Our "retreat" is still our retreat; the study hasn't made any difference for us. So if you have to put a desk in your bedroom even though the "experts" (including FlyLady) say not to . . . do it anyway! ;) Our room is also his computer lab - he's putting together a new-to-her system for Beth!
Next are the kids' rooms. Beth is in love with blue and brown, and this spread and shams were just beautiful. She saved her own money for this set!
The boys' room almost didn't get a picture in here. It's not quite up to what I would want it to be, as far as neatness, but at least one bed was made. Here you see Andrew in his own little office, where he does school and works at his computer design stuff. We have a double bed and a set of bunkbeds in this room. After Samuel leaves for college (in about 2 months), we'll pass along the bunkbeds to someone else and just have the double bed, which will free up a bit more space.
Finally, there is the main bath. The yellow one. Even though there are shower doors, I put up a shower curtain that I bought last fall. I loved the colors, and although the gold doesn't match the yellow exactly, it still matches enough to give the room some unity. I also use a red bathmat and some lighthouses with red on them to (hopefully) tie it all together. I'm pleased with how it turned out.
And there you have it! The Lord has blessed us tremendously with this house. I hope we get to live in it for years and years. Wes said, when we were moving, "I'm never moving again!" I don't think he said that as much for love of the house as he did for hatred of moving, though. Still, I hope it's our last move for a long, long time.
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