After that was an estate sale, but not like the sales that I usually post about. I scored no vintage patterns or aprons or dishes at this one. This time I was on the other side. I was fine throughout the sale, caught up in the responsibility of it all. It was only later, the day after, that the finality of all of my father's possessions being scattered to the wind really hit me. Stuff is just stuff, though, and none of it really matters when everything is said and done.
In happier news, the house is ours! We closed on Halloween, but have been so busy that we're just now moving in.
At the closing, we finally met the sellers, who happen to be our new next door neighbors. They disclosed to us that the house is older than we previously thought, dating to 1910, or before. Would you just look at the light fixture in the front entryway?!
And my kitchen pantry big enough to have a window!
And the wide, dark stained trim and the cute little stairway to the attic tucked inside a bedroom closet!
The house is just drippin' with vintage charm, and it's all ours! Of course, a house this old, no matter how well maintained, has lots of challenges, not the least of which is a hot water heater on it's last legs, a bathtub without a shower, old, ugly carpet that hides a hardwood floor (in good condition, we hope), and some terrible 80's vinyl wallpaper covering at least two other layers of paper and the original plaster ( I'm clueless as to how to proceed with that whole mess on a budget, but I'll figure it out). There's so much work to be done, not to mention the vintage decoratin'! I can hardly contain myself, Dollfaces! Rest assured I'll document all of our projects and progress here. Now, back to the heavy lifting!
