Category Archives: House & Home
OMG this house. THIS HOUSE.
Ugh. UGH.
I knew this house wasn’t perfect (I don’t think we’ve had a perfect house yet) but it’s always SOOO surprising the little things that are annoying as hell once you actually move in and start trying to unpack.
Here, it’s like the past tenants (actually the owners) didn’t actually live here and use things. Burnt out lights, outlets that don’t work, a ceiling fan so unbalanced the chains jingle loudly on every rotation, cabinet doors that can’t open because the fridge is too high (they actually hacked away part of the bottom of one cabinet so they could open the door halfway), and the fridge placed badly (the spot isn’t big enough for newer fridges) so that one side door can’t fully open and the nearby drawers and cabinets can’t fully open (and there’s obviously no other place to have it).
Let’s see. What else.
Katie’s “touched up” pink room looked like this:
[Note: Long story short, they’re coming to repaint. The owner had no idea what it looked like. His painter used the old paint and when it was wet it matched.]
The living room was “touched up” in the same manner:
Behind the stove (which we had to pull out because they left it unplugged):
The owners “cleaned” (I’m guessing just a basic surface clean) but there seemed to be YEARS worth of grime and food bits stuck on every surface and into the stove crevices. I really didn’t expect to have to deep clean my kitchen… But I mean, look at this. Barf. /shudder I literally almost vomited trying to clean this.
The cabinets and drawers were also all sticky and had disgusting peeling cracked liner on them. We pulled off some of the liners because they were more disgusting then the shelves underneath…but both were still sticky. It was at this point I decided to hire someone…who spent THREE HOURS (with help from her daughter) deep cleaning a 10×10 kitchen. Yikes, I know. (Mad props to my awesome neighbor who had a cleaning lady who could come ASAP.)
Moving on.
The MBR closet racks look good but are somewhat useless in practice. None are tall enough for my dresses, the door can’t open all the way when filled with clothes, and there’s a useless knee-high shelf—I was excited to see a shelf but if you hang clothes on the rod above it, they reach the shelf. The light was also super old, not bright in any sense, and made a loud humming noise.
There’s about 164 different types of light switches, dimmers, slides, knobs, timers, etc., none of which are where you’d expect them to be and all of which are old.
The washer is nice, but…more cleaning required.
Every single outlet is sideways. [Note: I’ve learned that this is apparently an Illinois thing.]
Whoever stained the kitchen cabinets just left the appliances in place so the sides of everything are stained as well (which you can also see in that disgusting stove pic above).
Whoever stained the privacy fence didn’t protect the windows so there are tiny stain dots on them which we’ll have to clean because it will drive me insane to look out through them for three years.
We were happy to see they left a hose and reel. Except when we went to use it we saw it was a water-powered reel that was broken and completely useless so now we have to get rid of it.
They left a crap ton of leftover tiles, wood flooring, etc. in a jumbled mess in the basement which we get to clean up if we want to use the space.
There’s an annoying step on the first level (seriously, whoever designed it was an idiot—there is NO good reason for the step) that not only is annoying but is also slightly higher than a normal step height and is constantly causing us issues. Owen even noticed it was higher than normal.
The stairwell to the basement is a 180° switchback so it’s impossible to get anything big (like a refrigerator or a couch) down there.
There are about four different type of blinds throughout the house. Nothing matches. And some windows don’t have blinds at all. Same with curtain rods. Some rooms have them (but they’re not even basic curtain rods), some don’t.
The vents in the MBR are placed so that our king bed/head board/frame and/or nightstand sits directly on top of it—not over it, like we could use a vent deflector, but actually ON it—so that to avoid that (it’s too heavy) we have to put the bed right up against the wall (which we learned won’t work because every time you roll over it runs against the wall and makes noise) or pull it out about 8″ away from the wall which takes away walkway space and makes lots of unusable room. As it is now, we managed to get the bed placed beside the vents but then our nightstands are about 8″ away from the bed.
And silly/minor things like this:
Tub parts just sitting in the tub:
Fixes by a homeowner who isn’t handy (on the front porch):
A bunch of these door stops are missing. So we either replace them/ask for the landlord to replace them or risk ruining doors.
Missing storm door lock.
The master bedroom closet light that is so dim it’s useless. Now with bugs and a loud humming noise! (We’ve already bought the replacement light.)
I spent probably an hour cleaning the sliding door tracks. They were SO crusted with gunk I’m surprised the door even opened. I was using vinegar and baking soda, a toothbrush, toothpicks, and probably a whole roll of paper towels to get it all out.
Oh! I forgot! They fixed a few broken tiles and apparently also regrouted the whole floor…but did it wrong and it just crumbles like dirt. Fail! [Note: the landlord has decided to replace the entire floor with wood. It was too short notice to do it while we were planning to be gone so he’s going to have it done over Christmas while we’re away.]
And there is one single outlet in the entire garage. One. So we have an electrician coming and all I see are dollar signs…
Breathe.
Breathe.
Breathe.
My shirt says it all.
So overall the move-in went well. We thought the house felt full before they even got here…so halfway through unloading it was really full… And at the end they were saying “This says boys room but it’s full. This says kitchen but it’s full.” 😂 The basement looked huge when we started. Ha. Haha.
The topper might be the awesome living room set we got from Julie that I was super excited about (because we haven’t had a matching set of furniture in forever) and… The room is just too small for the oversized pieces. 😭 So now the unpacking “fun” starts. Normally I like this part but not when I know it all won’t fit. Cheers!!
Here we go! Let’s unload!
The weather was much nicer today—overcast and about 80°. The truck arrived about 8:45.
Kids keeping out of the way!
Stack o’ mattresses!
Because why not have Comcast here to dig the cable line at the same time!
It was definitely interesting. And frustrating. The boxes just. kept. coming. And we didn’t have room for them. Well overall we did but the kitchen is literally one-third the size of our last one so none of my stuff fits. So the kitchen boxes were overflowing everywhere. So the boxes that went in the other rooms got more cramped. And then we realized that the living room set we got from a neighbor was too oversized and was not going to work (and the basement stairway is too small and curved to get any of the pieces down). It was actually getting comical because the guys were like “This says boy’s room but it’s full. This says kitchen but…”
At one point I jokingly screamed “PLEASE STOP BRINGING BOXES INTO MY HOUSE!” And the guy said “Funny you say that—this is the very last box!”
Done! Goodbye! At only 2:35! I always forget that unloading takes less time.
Now the unpacking hell begins. Normally I don’t mind being creative and finding new homes for things… But this one is going to be tough.
This is a brilliant moving hack…
Even more so if you actually remember to keep all the sticker sheets so you can label all the rooms at the new house. 😣 Oh well, at least all the boxes have dots and they should be able to easily find the kitchen, dining room, MBR, Pink bedroom, living room, and garage. 😂
[Note: The movers loved the stickers. One guy just couldn’t get over the idea. He took the sheet with him to show people. 😂]
Sun dog is happy.
Bunny alert!
Welcome home Katie and Owen!
My view from the master bedroom.
Exploring critters.
Chicago-bound: Pit stop #2
Chicago-bound: Pit stop #1.
Pit stop #1. I had to take Advil since Bella has been crying since we left at 7am. (Come to find out, her crate had tipped over, so…oopsie! I guess her crying was warranted.)
I also learned that Tom’s car is NOT comfy for me to drive long-distance. The armrests don’t fit me!! So for the second leg, I pulled out some pillows and all was well!
Katie loves these little seats. She doesn’t need to use them, of course, but she always has to sit in it.
Maggie is how we all feel right now…
The last time at the pool
Celebrating Katie’s birthday with the neighborhood gang.
Because I have nothing else to do at 9:45 the night before the packers arrive.
One of my last driveway drinks here…
Owen is boosterless!
So much for the garage being fixed.
Our last July 4th cookout at the pool
We went to the pool just after it opened at 10am so it would be less crowded (I like less crowded) and it gave me a chance to get some good pictures of the kids.
Tom helped set up and then man the grill for two hours.
This is more what it looks like when it gets crazy…which is the time we leave. I cannot stand the pool to be that busy and loud. 🙂
We came soooo close to finally filling it up…
Today’s big project!
The military moves us but we know we’re overweight so we always take a load of really heavy stuff ourselves. It just so happens that this time it worked out to take it in advance so Tom can:
- pick up the keys and make sure the house is ready (our lease there starts July 1).
- paint the garage before we move all our stuff in (it really needs it and the landlord was cool with it and even bought the paint).
- move the deep freezer door-to-door without having to empty and defrost it (I’ve been trying to empty it but couldn’t do it—I didn’t start early enough and the time flies).
It’s hard to see in this picture but there’s a good 6′-8′ of stuff in the shadows there…all of the heavy-duty tool storage cabinets, all of Tom’s tools, our awesome stainless refrigerator (it’s been unplugged two days and we’re already going crazy—the house fridge is much smaller and currently has no water filter or ice capability), the grill and propane tanks, and a few random totes. Tom worked his butt off today (plus had help from a friend) and will have a long day tomorrow as he’s planning on leaving at 4am to get up there by dinner.
Another afternoon at the pool…
Getting sunscreen on…
When Owen gets the camera…
When mom gets the camera back…
And yes, I actually got in the pool. It was HUMID. And then the sun came out and I got HOT.
Our good friends…
Their toys had gotten sucked in but they were both to scared of the bugs in there to reach in. 🙂
Sitting out during the break (the last 10 minutes of every hour) plotting their next move in the water gun war with the opposing team.
A new hand-me-down suit from our neighbor Maddie.
Cuddling with Daddy
Do I look as frazzled as I feel?!
The move is starting to sink in…we picked up the U-Haul this morning (even though the military moves us, we know our household goods are overweight so we always take a separate truck) and I forgot I was losing my garage freezer so it was a mad scramble to move stuff to the kitchen freezer so we will have stuff to eat for the next two weeks. And it’s hot. And I found someone local to do some product trades with so was running around a bit this morning. And Target didn’t have water shoes for Owen. And did I mention it’s hot? #frazzledfriday
Who am I kidding? I’ve lost track of the pool days.
Driveway drinking with a special guest.
Just once before we move!!
I’ve lost track of how many days we’ve come to the pool.
The kids went to a new pool!
Heather and Eric invited us over to their pool today, but I had a LipSense party scheduled and Tom really needed to work in the garage…so they offered to take the kids for us!! And they had A BLAST! The pool is much bigger than our AND has a real deep end with a diving board so Owen was THRILLED—he’d never been on a diving board before! Heather said he was so cute—he must have gone on it 30 times!
These are some of the friends we are REALLY going to miss…















































































































