Margaret St

We bought the cottage today! WOW! It's in pretty crappy shape, it's going to be a real fixer-upper, but it's got "good bones" and it is cute! We need a nickname for it! Here's a tour, walking around the outside of the house:

View as you drive up (the cars in the driveway belong to the house across the street - they were having a party)
driveway-side of house

The Blonde calls her cottage, which is, literally, just around the corner, the Ghetto Shack, and something else derogatory (something with the word "trash" in it I think), then once she fixed it up, she called it the Sugar Shack, or the Lodge, depending on the season. and decorated it accordingly! She's got style, that one. Her house is so darn cute. And very comfy. Cozy. It's really nice and chic!

Front door
Ours has lots of trees right around the house and is a mecca for mosquitoes. I'll be doing some research (hello, Google!) to find out how best to reduce the damn little nippers from our environs! One skeeter bite lasts two weeks on my tender skin. I think the garden/yard has real possibilites for cuteness.

side corner of house
Ours needs a lot of work. It's smelly. And dirty. And lacking heat, light fixtures of any kind, appliances, and it needs a roof and the trees desperately need attention. I'm nervous about it all, since I don't like change, but this is a good thing! We'll fix it up and maybe rent it out, or not. We're considering moving there, actually. It's really small, though. No basement or attic. And I love love love this house we live in now, just LOVE it, so..... Ok, those thoughts stress me out. I'm just going to think good thoughts. It really is a cute house and I've got lots of ideas for decorating it already!


Backyard from the side street (with Mr Handsome's cute car)

It's really tiny. Just about as big as the first floor of our current house. If we ever do move out there, I hope we wouldn't get on each other's nerves (more than we do now). The Blonde's house, which is about the same size, feels big enough when we're in there, but I think that feeling is enhanced by her decorating accumen. She really does have style!

Must go sleep now, but wanted to get this in.

Backdoor

I married Donald Trump

Ooooooh! Mr Handsome bought the cottage today! He made an offer and it was accepted! Now, we just wait for paperwork to go through. He's like The Donald, buying up property! It needs a lot of work: new wiring throughout, new roof (and ceiling) over mudroom, heat (! there's no heat!), other stuff I can't think of right now. But the price was irresistable. So. We're going to fix it up and maybe sell this place or maybe rent it out, I'm not sure what he's thinking, actually. Heck, if it turns out to be a problem, we can always sell the cottage, the land is worth more than what we paid! It was a repo - I feel bad, in a karmic sense, that we're benefiting from someone else's misfortune.

In other news, our DSL modem went toes-up, so we're on dial up now. Geez o peets, is it slow. So, I won't be downloading (uploading?) any pics until next week when we get a new modem. I want to put pictures of Lima in here and of course, pictures of the cottage! Wheeeee!!!!! A cottage! It's extra-extra funny 'cause I was JUST telling Museum Girl that Svend and I have NEVER wanted a vacation home because then you're tethered to it like a criminal on a chain gang. Yet, here we are, vacation home-owners. HA!

Catching up

Yesterday, the yoga studio had a free yoga class offered, so of COURSE I went, thrifty woman that I am! I was so worried that I wouldn't be able to participate properly, due to the damn fibromyalgia, but I did really well! And it was fun! And I'm super sore today, but not immobile, like I have been in the past when I've done exercise. Additionally, I had lots of dog walks yesterday, so I might have just overdone it in general, but I STILL don't feel incapacitated with pain. SUCH a relief. Thank god for pharmeceuticals. I'm going to sign Mr Handsome and myself up for a yoga class!
I'm caring for Samba this week and he's doing very well after have had surgery to remove an aggressive cancer in his nose. They had to take his upper mandible and jowls, so he looks very odd. Actually, it looks horrible, but he's still the same loving, lovable, wonderful, best-dog-in-the-WHOLE-world Samba. I am so glad he looks like he does, because it means he had life-saving surgery. I just love that dog as if he were my own.
Tonight, it feels like Seattle, but warm, outside. It's really damp and misty/drizzley. Everything is so fragrant and lush and luminously green. Really gorgeous. And Mr Handsome wants to buy a little cottage in Spring Lake! Wow! Exciting!