2012 has been a great year so far.
just not the year of the house.
at some point mathew and i decided that we weren't going to be able to make it happen this year. thanks in a big way to SR + ML showing us their place and the conversations that came out of that excitement.
that gem is on the market right now.
hard to believe the last post i made here was about them starting the selling process.
so when we decided to not buy a house this year, part of that for me was about not looking for a house. difficult at first but after a couple weeks i wasn't missing it very much. until recently. call it the weather. or the fact that we're about to renew the lease on our apartment. or that two of our best friends have nearly sold their townhouse in brooklyn, so they're in the market and i'm looking at houses they might want. whatever, i've got the fever. and this week it hit me hard. over this little gem.
10 walnut street. what a tasty treat you are. even if it broke rule #1 (not in turners falls), greenfield felt like a reasonable compromise for what, from this angle, looks like a pristine folk victorian nestled in the woods.
perfect.
all i want to do is decorate this porch for christmas. and have a giant christmas tree behind those front windows. also, that little table by the front door!
inside, its a bit of a different story. the ceiling almost looks like wood. that trim. the feeling is there for me though. i can imagine a finished product. with me in it. and the work that needs to be done in this room, throughout the whole house, is exactly the kind of home improvement i can handle with matthew.
i hate that chair more than i hate this wallpaper.
hutch! i'd want this to be the living room. we'd keep our 1st editions in the cabinet.
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tiny window at the top of the stairs.
looks like the floor has already been painted here. which would be nice permission to experiment with painted floors.
2nd porch and that horizontal window is over the kitchen sink.
sadly, this is the last good angle of the house. there is a trainwreck of a "kid's room" on the second floor. the bathroom is mediocre and doesn't have a window. and the kitchen is pretty much just a long rectangle slapped on the back of the house. but. the work it needed was really all styling and surface. it was a project house within my scope of talents.
i sent fitzgerald realty an email this morning requesting a showing and got an immediate response. someone made an offer that was sure to be accepted. which is for the best. i'm not sure how we'd have swung it, but for a moment it felt within reach. matthew and i drove by yesterday and the neighborhood is almost perfect. tucked back into the edges of greenfield's nice old home neighborhoods, there she was.
and across the street was the house from hell.
a rambling, asbestos sided beast lurking in an overgrown lot the width of three lots on the opposite side of the street, looking like an episode of horders. with a boat in the yard. we spent the rest of the night talking about how to create screening along the road using plantings. i dreamt about painting the living room and all of the fucking trim.
i've got the fever again.
welcome back.
