Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Yesterday, Matt picked up the keys to our new house and spent the rest of the evening in little boy glee measuring things and pulling off floorboards and in general satisfying the handyman within. For which I am very grateful. There is no handywoman within me--not even a little one. I tried to paint my bedroom once in high school and it took me 3 months, and even then the only way I finished was by bribing a group of friends with pizza.

It's gray and cold here AGAIN, and on days like this, I feel like maybe I could trade all of my friends and comfort and security for friendly strangers and blue skies...

**Sorry, MD friends! I didn't mean it.....really...want to move to Vegas with me?**

2 comments:

Sarah said...

What a nice, big open floor plan! And that little patch of grass out back is beautiful. I'm so happy for you guys! Being a homeowner is a fun and scary thing. It's good that Matt is such a handyman; I'm sure you'll come around, too! :)

Lauren & the gang said...

You house looks wonderful! I love it! What handyman work does matt need to do? It looks perfect! If I didn't know that I'd miss the trees & 4 seasons so darn much, I go there with ya! I'm excited for you guys!