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It's hard to believe that it's only been 2 weeks since we moved into our new home. Feels like forever and a day ago, with all the non-stop work that we've been doing. Well, it was mostly Matt doing the majority of house-related work, while I looked after Whitney.
Moving day was a bit of a disaster. We were not prepared for it, as we had never moved with a baby before. Needless to say, it's a day we'd all like to forget about. And I don't think we will be moving anytime soon, unless we came into some big money and were able to hire all the help we needed.
We are still surrounded by boxes on the main floor, but a lot less than there were the first week or so. Matt's parents came up on Thanksgiving weekend and helped us out here and at our old place, as we had to finish moving stuff and do some major cleaning to stage it for selling. Even though we still managed to make time for a delicious Thanksgiving dinner, I felt like it sort of came and went without a proper acknowledgment for all that I'm thankful for.
So a big, big thank you to my dear parents-in-law and to my dear, sweet, hard-working love!
We would not be where we are today, if not for all of your time and effort. Just take a look at some of the pictures of our sparkling clean and staged loft.




Pictures of the new home are coming. My camera was m.i.a. until a few days ago. And I've been busy running after an ever-curious and mobile 9 month old, so it's not easy to get much unpacking done, much less anything else.
Toodles for now.
I'm so excited!
We got the house we put an offer on a few weeks ago and will be moving in t minus 3 weeks. Now we just have to pack, pack and then pack. And tend to all the business that is involved with moving. Yuck!
Our place right now is such a mess and I'm feeling a little jumbled as well, so I like to look at the photos of our new place to calm myself. That's a peek of our new kitchen above.
Isn't it adorable?
Although I had dreamed of an all white modern kitchen, this one has such charm to it, that we couldn't help but feel at home in it. And that was our take on the whole house, really. After months of house hunting, this was the first one that we could picture ourselves and Whitney growing up in.
A few more photos...


Funny enough, we didn't see any photos of it beforehand - the seller's real estate agent was a bit lazy, I'm told - so we weren't expecting much when we went for the viewing. But it certainly worked in our favour, because we did not have to contend with other offers - phew! - and have a bidding war. I am forever indebted to my parents who again helped us get this house... we would be renting for many more years in Toronto, if not for them. Their only worry - and ours somewhat - is that the house will be a money pit, as it is most likely a century old - but fingers crossed that it isn't. The previous owner supposedly got a better job offer - though in Montreal - so I think that's a good sign of house luck.
Anyways, I am eager to decorate. While we are pretty happy with most of the paint colours, the bedrooms require a more personal touch. Whitney's room awaits!