This Old House

It's official... We've moved out of our house in Meridian. I never thought it would be this hard to say goodbye to the place. For those of you who don't know, we lived in this horribly rundown cabin looking thing in Meridian for the past two and half years. When I first saw the place I about died. I walked in to see hundreds of dead spiders, mysterious carpet stains, holes in every wall and door, and the smell.... well two and a half years were not long enough to forget that. Anyhow, it took an entire month of work to fix the place up. I had some awesome friends that came and helped me almost daily. Our single's ward even came and helped for FHE. Fifty people crammed into our 1200 square foot house scrubbing, scraping and sanitizing. I am forever grateful to those people (especially the boys that cleaned the dead birds out of the furnace area).

Our families were a giant help arranging for the carpet to be replaced, a new window, and doors. It was sooooo much work. We painted every wall. Just to give you a little glimpse, the living room went from this:

to this:

(sorry this is after all our stuff was out except the couches)

and from this:

to this:

The kitchen went from this color:

to this color:

I wish I could have gotten the exact same angles but this at least gives you the idea. It was so cozy and wonderful inside. I'll miss so many things about it. Even the annoying stuff... like how our pipes froze every winter, and we had to bug bomb all the gigantic spiders, and how we couldn't put dishes in certain cupboards because that's where the mice lived, and how you could hear birds in our ceiling every morning when you took a shower. I will miss how we were basically all alone on 7 acres. I will miss the gorgeous view at sunset:

I will miss the flowers,

and giant yellow trees:

I will miss all the things about our house that made it ours. Like the note Joe wrote me on the wall where the baseboard was supposed to go...

It says, "I love Stacy". The baseboard never did make it over that spot.

I'm so glad that Joe was smart enough to make us live there. It was the greatest way to start our marriage. We have so many memories that I will never forget. Like when I was pregnant and Joe made me get a trapped bird out of our wood stove because he was scared, or how our first winter, when we actually used that wood stove, it was so cold that we would drag our mattress out in the living room and sleep by the fire. I just know I'll look back on this part of our marriage as "a simpler time."

I will miss you dear house.