Plans, plans, plans
Moving with Cats
When Justin and I were walking through this house, we had grandiose ideas of what we would do with the place.
Replace the carpet!
Have it painted!
Get quartz countertops!
Do a built-in in the mudroom!
Do a built-in next to the fire place!
Put grass in the “backyard” (which is about 15 feet, by 8 feet. It’s a townhouse)
Buy new appliances!
Rip out the island and build a larger, flatter island!
Put in a farmhouse sink!
Install storage in the garage!
Refinish the garage floor!
Plant new shrubs/flowers near the front door!
Install granite/quartz in the master bathroom!
Rip out the master bathtub and build a massive greek shower!
And then, once you get started with just a few of these projects you realize it’s so much more of an undertaking than you realize. Sure, it’s financially more than you think, but it also takes up so much mental space.
It’s been funny to learn about one of the biggest differences between my mom and I during this process. She thrives doing home-related projects. She loves to paint, decorate, plan out a room, etc. She can visualize how the room will look finished before she even starts.
I simply can’t. I stare at walls and think. . .”my house will never look put togthether. I don’t even know where to begin.”
She walks into Home Goods and hears the voices of a thousand angels singing “hallelujah”!
I walk into Home Goods and think, for just a minute, “Oh this is fun!” and then about 10 minutes later, “I DON’T KNOW WHAT WILL WORK.”
I walk into Sephora and hear the angels. Every time.
Thankfully, my mom is pretty great and came down the weekend before we moved to help me pick paint colors and pick both large pieces of furniture as well as smaller things (like art, accessories). She made it so much easier.
Prior to her visit, I would invite her to view my Pinterest boards so she could get “my vision”. I described my style as “Target-y”. Clean, simple, not modern, warm, home-y, clutter-less, etc.
I think she was starting to worry that I was going to be a nightmare to work with. She’d send me rug options and since I can’t visualize anything I’d tell her no way.
“Kate, you have to trust me. I know what you want for the look. This rug will work.”
“Nope. No. No way. Hate it. Won’t work.”
I’m sure she laid her head down on the pillow at night and expressed her fears to my dad.
“Kate is pretty much being a nightmare about this new house.”
My dad would say something along the lines of, “Oh, you know Katie. She’ll let-cha do what you need to do when you get down there.” (it is a requirement that you read that in your most northern Wisconsin accent. . . my dad is a cheese head.)
Sure enough, once she was here we had a great time shopping together and she was able to get my vision completely.
The house isn’t finished yet, but the major furniture has been bought (besides the nursery) and I’m thrilled with how it’s coming together.
As far as the projects go, we did have the entire interior of the home painted (walls and ceilings) and we replaced the carpet. Both of those projects went a long way in making this place feel like it’s ours.
And all the little things that need to be touched up or fixed will go onto a list like one of these and we’ll slowly make our way through it as we live here.
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Overall, it’s fun to own a home. It feels different than renting. It feels like we can really settle in here and make it ours.