Washington. I should have added another theme, grumblings. Having a home for sale is painful. Pain, of course, is relative, and the pain of selling your home no where near enters the realm of human suffering pain. I wish to keep my blog on a light note; therefore, pain in the ass should sum it up.
I am anxious to get going on my new home. I am anxious about holding two mortgages. I am anxious that this house will never sell. The market is tight with inventory at my level, but that doesn't seem to impel others to buy. We have one particular person who has been looking at the house who can't seem to make the leap. I guess they just didn't fall in love with the house. My house is my home, and I don't understand why someone else couldn't fall in love with it. My husband and I moved into this home that didn't have a bathroom or closet on the first floor. We survived! A family with five children lived here previously and they survived. Then we decided to do an addition which ended up being too expensive, so J took over. He received help from family members, but most notably from my brother-in-law. After two long years, that was completed. It had a snowball effect on our life, because I decided to be a stay-at-home mom due to the focus my life needed to take. We then did another smaller addition, added a pool and loggia in the back yard, and completed landscaping the backyard. It's not a perfect home. We made design mistakes, but it is overall a beautiful home with a lovely backyard, in a wonderful neighborhood. Someday, someone will come here and get it. I just hope that is soon.
Friday, March 29, 2013
|Our new row house.|
My husband (J) is the visionary, and I am not. I can see photos and decide quickly if I like it or not, but it is a slow and laborious process for me to design a space. I am so excited; however, because I feel with this home I truly will have a presence. J has set me up with an interior designer from his firm, and together she and I will help design and decorate the interior spaces. I know it is part of J's evil plan to maintain overall control. The following photos are the interior spaces and the backyard. These were taken when the previous owner resided there.
|Front entry and living room.|
|Their small table is the location of our future closet. The staircase is being proposed to be straightened out.|
Cute, and small! The staircase without the banister bothers me a lot. In fact, I told J I would move in as is except for painting the whole interior of the home, and putting in a banister on both sides of the staircase, and new stairs to the basement. J, being of the architectural persuasion, wants to do more. He wants to straighten the staircase out so the the upstairs has more room so that we can put in a much needed master bath. We intend to put built-in bookcases on either side of the fireplace. Our paint palette at this point is to paint the whole interior home white. It is a very small home. I believe J told me 14 feet wide (what a hoot!) We feel that the white interiors will give a feeling of spaciousness. Otherwise, for this space it is mostly interior decorating.
|Chandelier anyone? This will be replaced.|
|This oven/stove will have to move since this will be the new opening to the kitchen.|
By far, I am most excited about this remodeling plan. We plan on opening the entry to the kitchen so that it is in the middle of the kitchen versus off to the right as it is currently, so again the openings from room to room have more of a flow. We will make the kitchen a better functioning kitchen as a galley kitchen and french doors that will open out to the backyard (I'll get to this in a minute, but yard is an interesting word here and I am totally okay with that.) Look at that sun streaming into the kitchen. I am so excited about all of the natural light that will be coming into this kitchen and it's immediate access to the outdoors.
The kitchen remodel is probably one of the more expensive remodels so we may not do this prior to moving. Come on current home, sell!
|How do you mow slate?|
|There will be french doors here in the future.|
So for all of you who will be mowing your lawns, plowing your snow, I will be sipping an ice cold tea in my "backyard". I have no idea what the australian shepherd and daschund will think of it, but I guess I will be walking them more. Personally, I think the daschsie would give up a snow filled backyard for hot sun-filled slate any old day. We will replace the old fence with a new one. J wants to make the backyard level with the future french doors, but we have to price that one out. We both want a large table in the middle so that we open the french doors and here is where we will dine the majority of the year. SO EXCITED!
|Very scary basement stairs. If we can afford only one remodel this will be it!|
The entry to the basement is from the dining room. The stairs are really bad. Narrow, and not level. We will be ripping out the carpet and putting in a floor of yet undetermined material. No carpet! The stairs will be rebuilt and a proper hand rail will be put in place. We are going to move the washer/dryer out of its current dungeon location, and put a regular sized washer/dryer along the wall with organized shelving. This is the place where we will be storing a lot of our things, and frankly, I think J has too much planned for this space. He intends to move our current flat screen TV from our current basement to this level, and have seating here in addition to the new laundry area, and storage for loads of stuff (the hunting gear, guns and bows alone would fill this space much less the Christmas ornaments, photo albums, winter storage of clothing.)
|Our bed will be on the other side of the room. Where their bed sits, we will be putting in full length closets on either side of the "fireplace wall" and a low built-in dresser in front of that wall.|
Ironic, that we have told M that he gets the larger bedroom in this house since he has had the smaller bedroom his whole life in our current home. I think his current room is as big or slightly bigger than the new one! Don't tell M. Stop reading this now M! Anyway, J has plans to expand the smallest bedroom out and that is definitely in Plan B of the remodeling. Or Plan C, or whatever, is the final remodel. If and when that happens, then that would be M's bedroom, but for these purposes, we will assume the currently pink room is M's. For both bedrooms we intend to do built-in beds with drawers underneath, and armoires for hanging clothes. J used the analogy for the home that it is like a ship. Lots of built-in storage. I think that works!
The teeniest, tiniest bathroom! I knew I was going to have to attend anger management classes when all four of us were in the house at the same time due to this tiny bathroom, but I thought when it was just J and me, it would be fine. All along J has had a master bath addition in mind, and in fact, saw that as a must in the first remodel. After our trip to London, and even though we had two bathrooms, let's just say with J and I trying to get ready at the same time in the tight confines of that flat, I think his making a master bath addition in the new house is brilliant!
So, how can this legally be a three bedroom home? That's a toddler bed. If we do the remodel to expand this room, it entails expanding out a brick exterior wall. Definitely, not Plan A. What it lacks in size, it gains in cheery sunshine!
I will become more intimate with downsizing as we get closer to really moving. My initial take was to go through everyone's clothing, and get rid of everything that hasn't been worn in over two years, and to get rid of all clothes that no longer fit. I've always been pretty good at this, and I seem to do it annually, but this time I had to take a harder look. It was easy with everyone else's clothes, but it became harder with some of mine. I ended up having over 20 garbage bags filled for donation.
I will have to do another pass through on clothing. I wanted to look at this move as being able to live with less. I think the concept is easier than the reality. Yet, I wear probably 1/3 of my clothing so I guess it's time to get really honest with myself.
All aspects of our material life will have to be looked at with a critical eye.
Several years ago, I purchased the book Simply Scandinavian. I love the simplicity of the Scandinavian household. These homes are both elegant and comfortable. That is what I wish for our new home. That's why we are choosing the paint palette to be white to provide a level of serenity throughout the home while giving a feeling of spaciousness. There won't be as much furniture as my current house, but as a result the comfort and functionality will become more important for each piece we do have. I created a Pinterest account, and have had fun dreaming of what we can do in our new house. I see this new home as how I wish to live my life. I feel like so much of my life has been involved in mundane, routine tasks. Naturally, those still need to be done, but at such a smaller percentage of my time.
We will find out next week what the estimate is for all the interior changes, excluding millwork. Budget constraints will occur, and we will need to be creative or do without. It sure would help if our current home were to sell, but right now there aren't even any lookers, much less potential buyers. In the meantime, a girl can dream of the ideal home that allows for a simply, elegantly lived life.
Posted by roryborealis at 6:52 PM
Monday, March 25, 2013
Wanderings. Husband, daughter (18), son (17) and I headed to London for a spring break holiday. My husband and I had been to London about 20 years ago, and we were there for only a few days. Our flight was a direct flight to London Heathrow, with a little delay at Heathrow. We made arrangements with London Connection http://www.londonconnection.com/main_menu.asp for a flat. We chose a flat with two bedrooms, one with a queen bed and the other with twin beds, and two bathrooms. With four adults, the two bathroom decision was beneficial. What I was most excited about? We also made an arrangement to have a driver pick us up at the airport, and I had always wanted to enter into the airport terminal with someone standing there with my name on a placard. After a very long flight that felt longer since I did not sleep a wink, I was even more excited about seeing my driver.
|Proof that everyone else in my party had no problems sleeping. Taken with an iphone.|
The flat was located in the posh area of Mayfair. Really posh. Mulberry, Louis Vuitton, Alexander McQueen, Stella McCartney, Dior, on and on. Our flat was reduced due to off season rates, and I would say I wouldn't be willing to pay for the higher rates if I was to be there in the summer. I would have preferred a more neighborhood environment versus commercial, but for this trip the central location was perfect. A representative from London Connection met us at the flat, and gave us all the information on working the stove, dishwasher, etc. After that, we headed out to find a late lunch which
happened to be just across the street. Brown's pub was to be our go to place when we were exhausted and too lazy to figure out another spot to eat. My daughter and I had afternoon tea of delicious sandwiches, scones with clotted cream and jam, my son had fish and chips which he loved, and my husband had a yummy burger.
|The beginning of a desire to get a full tea set before the trip was done.|
Fortunately, I use Fodor's forums for a lot of my travel planning, and had learnt about the travel card and the promotion with 2 for 1 tickets to many of the London attractions. You have to have a passport size photo of everyone in your party so that needs to be done beforehand, but otherwise it was quite easy. You also have to get this done at a train station. For detailed information London Toolkit. Remember you need to print off all of the vouchers before you go. I think the savings at the Tower of London pretty much convinced my husband of its worth. We used the tube, trains, and buses the whole time we were there, and it was so efficient.
|Wet, windy and cold walk over the Tower Bridge.|
|This photo and the following two were actually taken on our final day from the HMS Belfast. My son took these and they turned out to be a better perspective, and it didn't hurt that while overcast it wasn't raining either!|
|I want this tea set!|
Dinner was at the flat. We all rejoiced in that! The next day we headed to breakfast in Soho at the Breakfast Club. Quirky and interesting this
was my husband and son's first traditional English
breakfast. I had porridge and it was delicious.
The guys thought their breakfast was okay, and this feeling was substantiated later on our trip when they had much better food. Overall, I would say pretty good food, but I wouldn't wait in line for it.
Then off to the Undergound to take the tube to Westminster Abbey. I think everyone should take the tube to this beautiful abbey because heading up out of the Underground with the Thames River, the London Eye, and the House of Parliaments and Big Ben all coming at you at once is spectacular.
|Futuristic tube station.|
|The London Eye|
Westminster Abbey was incredible. I guess I like gothic architecture. In essence, it's really an indoor cemetery, but what a cemetery! Three of us used the audio guide which was really informative. Highly recommended. It was fun walking up to the entrance with my daughter fresh out of Art History class. She shared with me some aspects of the architecture. We spent several hours touring, and once again missed lunch. Famished we headed to the sit down restaurant in the abbey, and had one of our better lunches.
|Warm smoked salmon sandwich. I got salmon in some form everyday and it was always fresh and delicious.|
It was absolutely pouring afterwards, and we headed out trying to decide where next. We had intended to go to the Churchill War Rooms on the afternoon after the Tower of London, but we had a late start that day. My husband looked at the map and realized that it was very close to us so we headed there. Again, I would highly recommend going there and using the audio guide. My husband and son particularly enjoyed this and we were there for several hours. A full and exhausting day, we ended up putting together meats, cheeses and bread for dinner which we had gotten at the grocery store.
Breakfast at the flat again. We took the kids to Rome one Christmas holiday, and rented an apartment near the Campo de' Fiori, and that was part of one of our favorite memories. Shopping at the wonderful open air market, and fixing wondeful meals at the apartment. Probably the one trip planning aspect that I seem to have a lot of trouble with is being at the right place at the right time for lunch or dinner. I made one reservation prior to leaving for London, and we ended up canceling because we were all too tired. It saves money, and sometimes for the money you won't find much better food.
Jet lag was starting to take it's toll on all of us. We were moving slower, and my husband started having issues at work so we were delayed getting out of the flat. We decided to head over to the Victoria and Albert Museum. As we walked, my daughter saw a store that she wanted to go into, and about an hour later we left with a couple of pair of socks! My teenage son showed a great deal of patience which I appreciated.
|Dancing in the museum!|
The Victoria and Albert Museum had a special exhibition on ball gowns which my daughter and I toured, and the guys literally covered the whole museum while we did that. We all toured the main floor together.
|It's hard taking photos when your sister is a goofball.|
|Plaster casts of Trajan's columns from 1st century AD. This was one of the favorite areas for J and M.|
The Victoria and Albert Museum is free as are most museums in London. They do ask for a donation. It is one of the largest art and design museums in the world. It is large, in fact massive, but for me, it didn't do anything. In fact, we felt like a lot of it must be for storage since there were not a lot of rooms open.
We were hungry, and wanted to go somewhere for a bite to eat. Instead, we headed to the Science Museum, and were pleasantly surprised. The beauty of all of these museums being free is that you can go in, and if you aren't interested, you can leave, and not feel you wasted your money. After about an hour at the Science Museum, we were ravenous and headed to the Le Pain Quotidien. A fair lunch. We did get brownies and those were delicious! We had entertainment, too, with an Italian woman and man in a pretty big verbal argument. From the looks of it, he was in big trouble. We, of course, didn't know a word they were speaking, but we got quite a bit of humor with watching the body language.
Next stop...Notting Hill. I wanted to go there because of the movie. I am an adult who understands that movies don't usually depict real places, but for some reason I wanted it to be reality and not fantasy. I wanted to find a bookstore like the one in the movie. I didn't do any research on Notting Hill we just went. As we got off the tube and headed above ground, I realized that I made a mistake, but we kept walking. K loves the tacky tourist stores, and we went into one and he told us to keep walking to find more shops so we did. We found many more, and bought M a beautiful wool coat, and me a wonderful walking jacket. Mine was on sale, too! There were cute vintage stores, and they were closing up, but I wish I had stuck around because they had the cutest tea sets, mix and match. K tried on some clothes, but no luck.
We took another double decker bus back to our neighborhood. We headed back to the flat to relax, and my husband (J) made dinner.
Next day was an early breakfast at the The Wolseley. We were seated in the front bar area which turned out to be nice since we could look out at the street. Our waiter was from Scotland, and he was delightful. My son (M) had the traditional English breakfast again, and he said it was delicious. This time he ate the black pudding, and loved it! I had salmon and scrambled eggs and it was wonderful. We liked it here so much, we made a reservation for Friday morning.
|A breakfast with a view.|
|Beans for breakfast?|
|I'm supposed to be downsizing, and I love this little silver platter for my butter.|
Headed back to the flat, and picked up my daughter (K) to spend the day at Hampton Court Palace. Tube to train for this journey. Hampton Court Palace is basically Henry VIII's party palace during the summer months. Afterwards it was used by several other monarchs who did their own additions, too. It really gave me a sense of place, so I'm going to start reading Wolf Hall again, and see if that helps. I recommend the audio guide here because it gave so much information.
|Waterloo Station train going to Hampton Court Palace.|
|I just felt like Anne Boleyn may have looked out this window into the next corridor.|
|Ceilings were artwork.|
|Absolutely beautiful ceiling.|
|The landscaping and gardens were beautiful on this rainy, cold day. I imagine in June they must be spectacular.|
We headed back to London on the train, and took the tube back to our neighborhood for an early dinner at Cecconi's. The people watching was as good as the food. No photos here, too busy eating and being nosey.
The next day was to be the British Library, British Museum and the Borough Market. I got outvoted on the British Library. We were all tiring of fighting the rain so one less stop was preferred. We used the tube to get to the Museum. The British Museum is massive. My favorite things at the museum were the Rosetta Stone for the obvious, and the mummy cat for the not so obvious. This museum had a major collection of currency. Before we went to the museum, we of course had to stop for breakfast. This time at Bill's in Soho.
|Americano my preferred breakfast drink in London.|
|Someone's unhealthy breakfast.|
|I was beginning to develop a scone problem.|
We have mixed reviews on Bill's. Some of us liked our breakfast, others didn't. I think everyone agreed it all tasted too sweet.
|The Rosetta Stone.|
|The oldest hoard of currency.|
|Mummy cat. Love.|
|M said the first baseball cap.|
|Very rare bronze. They had several. In fact almost a full body sculpture.|
|A somewhat odd English teacher for a private boy's school who left his charges to ask K if he could take a photo of her.|
|Peek a boo!|
|J spent a lot of time on the phone towards the end of the week. He was here the whole time we toured the main floor.|
Worked up an appetite touring the museum so we headed to the Borough Market. It opens on Thursdays so while this wasn't the most convenient location from which to head there, we knew it was where we wanted to go. As a result lunch and dinner were supplied by the market.
|K always wanted to try Turkish Delight. Not what she expected, but at least she tried.|
|Took home delicious cheese from Wales, cured meats, fresh squid, plums, rocket, and bread for dinner later.|
|Grilled cheese sandwiches (fav), pork sausage dogs, and pork sausage burgers for lunch.|
|Dinner from our purchases at the Borough Market.|
Our last day. We had originally planned to have a day trip in the middle of the week. Due to the extreme cold and rain, we decided against going anywhere that would be colder. We decided today was the day for everyone to do something they wanted that they weren't able to earlier in the week. As the week went on it continued to get colder and colder. In fact, it snowed on the day we left. I had wanted to get a new leather purse. This had been something I needed, and hadn't purchased for quite some time in the states because what I wanted was so ridiculously priced, and I refused to get another Coach purse with their quality going down. The night before, when we got home early from our day out, my husband and I headed to some shops in the area. We went to Blount Street. We hadn't realized what we were getting ourselves into, but I guess when they have the doors locked, and the guard unlocks them for you to enter, it tells you something. Nothing was priced under 1000 BP. What was nice is that everyone was so polite to us in all of the stores, and willing to let us browse, and show us anything we wanted. Anyway, anyone who cannot afford anything in Bergdorf Goodman's in NY knows what I mean about them treating you kindly. That doesn't happen at Bergdorf's. Of course, I came back to the flat empty handed. Searched the web and found Aspinal of London. So that was my desire for the day.
J, M and I headed to an early breakfast reservation at The Wolseley once again. The food was equally as good, but the service wasn't too good.
After breakfast, J and I headed to Aspinal of London. What I like is that their goods are made in Spain and Italy, not China and Turkey. I got a purse, wallet, and a gorgeous butterfly scarf. J got a leather cover for his yet to be purchased ipad. I guess he will now have to go buy that ipad.
K's desire....wait for it....shopping. For those who know her this is not a surprise. M wanted to go to the HMS Belfast. My other wish was to go to Buckingham Palace. I realize since it is only open in the summer, it would be just a walk by, but I wanted to go. J wanted to go to Lloyds of London to see the building. Sadly, J did not get his wish. This was the most bitter and coldest day so far.
We decided to take a taxi to the HMS Belfast. At this point we had only taken public transportation and it was incredibly easy and efficient, but it was COLD! I enjoyed our cab ride, and he pointed out so many buildings and sites to us. When we got to the drop off for the HMS Belfast, the wind had picked up considerably. By the time we walked to the entry gate, K and I had said, we wouldn't be going, and we would head over to a lunch spot nearby. M enjoyed it thoroughly, and in fact, got better pictures of the Tower of London from that vantage point.
M would tell you to go to HMS Belfast. He enjoyed it thoroughly. Due to the high price of our cab, we headed to the Underground to go back to our neighborhood. K still needed to shop. We stopped at Zara, and she was successful in getting some cute clothes at pretty reasonable prices. For our last evening, we wanted to go somewhere special, but not far. As we started calling around, there were no available reservations so we decided to head back to Brown's. J did not join us due to a highly stressful client problem which also resulted in him not going to Lloyds of London. K, M and I enjoyed ourselves, and laughed a lot at dinner. It was a Friday night, and the local business people were there in droves, but mostly for drink so we were able to be seated.
And now to my title. Travel teaches toleration which is a quote from Benjamin Disraeli. We tolerated the inclement, no, miserable weather. K was going on a vacation that she had decided she didn't really want to be going on which was ironic since this was somewhere she had always wanted to go. Maybe she wanted to go just not with us. She is in her first year of college, and she is in that stage where she has tasted independence and she likes it. M had to tolerate shopping excursions which would be an hour or more of just standing in a department store. We had to tolerate not understanding the basics of functioning in our home such as how the heck does this microwave work? J and I had to tolerate a small bedroom and bathroom and getting ready at the same time. This was practice for our new home in Washington, D.C. We had to tolerate figuring out the tube, train and bus lines which weren't always clear, especially the buses. Finally, in this age of communicating via texting, we had to communicate person to person, and work through disagreements verbally, and not read so much into what others said. Family is so important and they will be there for you always. I hope my children never forget this.
I had a great time in London, and I would like to visit the UK again, but this time get out into the countryside. I wouldn't go again in March. The gardens and parks in London are part of it's beauty, and we were not able to enjoy that aspect. In fact, on our cab ride back to Heathrow, our driver took us past Hyde Park. We never ventured near there due to the weather. Here in the gently falling snow, were families on horseback heading into the park. Our driver told us they stable the horses nearby. I can't imagine paying the rent to live in that neighborhood much less adding the cost of horses. I suppose if you can afford the rent, you can afford the horses.
In London, I would stay in a flat again, but in a more residential neighborhood so that it would be easy to get a loaf of bread, or whatever last minute item you needed, and maybe it would be easier to have conversations with the locals. Overall, I really enjoyed London. For such a large city, it was surprisingly easy to get around. I cherish the memories I have with my family discovering London together.
The majority of the photos are M's, and a few from my iphone. Sadly, K left for college with her camera before I downloaded her pictures. I will create a post with just her pictures which will be so nice to see both perspectives of what each of them thought interesting.
Posted by roryborealis at 5:22 PM