Ours

Backdated post from September...

the kitchen ie. Little Shop of Horrors in all its glory--the sink cupboards were hiding a 4 inch pile of dirt, a log, some French drain clearing product and about 30 dead spiders (although no slugs)

Little S is home today with a cold and it's just as well because I'm tired of driving. Besides it's the weekend and that means we can move into our house. At first like I said we will be living as renters but this is just until the signing in a few months. I'm really relieved to have a chez nous and not have to live out of partially unpacked suitcases. It will be nice to be closer to Little S's school too because it's a half an hour to go to the gite from his school and that's been really tiring driving all that way each day four times a day.

I spent yesterday packing our few things and taking stock of what the owner left us in the house after their recent visit. They took some strange items and yet left some strange items. The 2 euro plastic clock was gone but yet they left the hand painted ceramic trivet from Italy. They took the batteries from the drawer in the kitchen and a really ugly cheese tray with an antler handle but they overlooked the hand carved olive wood bowl in the same pantry. They took the iron...sigh. Seb and I laughed because we tried to picture them ironing. They seem so eccentric that I don't think they've ever ironed in their lives. So we must buy an iron on Saturday. It sounds petty of us but we're really budgeting from now on and we have to buy a washing machine, a stove and new pillows this weekend too. That iron would have been a little bonus.

It will be great fun to finally uncover all the beauty in the house. We can tear out the dirty carpet upstairs and take the vinyl tablecloths off the tables to reveal all the pretty details. The kitchen table is adorable and I have been dying to transform it. I took off the central handle yesterday, plastic, and found the old key for the drawer pull on the key rack. I decided to wait another day before removing the vinyl tablecloth revealing the oak top. This table, desk actually, is certainly as old as the house, completely overlooked because it's so dirty.

Remember my feng shui story and the day I cleaned my financial corner? Well, I forgot to mention that when the bank called us they said the stipulation to our loan is that we must borrow the renovation money and they will loan it to us at 1 percent interest, and we don't have to pay on it for 24 months. We had no idea how we'd find renovation money in all our mess and with stroke of luck this money just fell from the sky.

So tomorrow is moving day! A new chapter and a definite turn of the page from life in Mexico.