Waiting to move.

I hate waiting.  I swear, I am the most impatient person I know.  Right up until the moment the decision gets made, I’m fine.  Once the decision is made, I want action.  Now.  Quickly.

Unfortunately, we don’t close on the house until the 29th, and can’t move in until August 2nd, so I have to wait.  I’m not good at this.  Brian will be heading out this weekend to start his new job, and I’m going to be staying here until the end of the month to finish packing and cleaning.  The majority of our stuff is already moved and in storage, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.

We finally got the chance to look at the house on Sunday (yes, we made an offer on a house we’d never seen), and I really like it.  It’s not big, but it’s cute, and well laid out.  Plenty of room for cats and dogs, with a big backyard for the dogs to play.  There is privacy fencing and a covered patio… I can see lots of barbeques and relaxing outside.  I didn’t take any pictures, as it’s still occupied and I didn’t want to be rude, but he’re a few from the listing.

This is the front from the street… all of the sunflowers are a bit overgrown, and I’m going to pull them out and probably put roses there.  Or a tree.  I’m trying to talk Brian into a weeping willow, but he hates the little tiny leaves.

The kitchen is tiny, but pretty well laid out, with a decent amount of storage.  The laundry room is right through that door, with plenty of room for cat boxes.  Yay!

This is the cute little covered patio.. I love it out here.  I’m going to add some trellises and wisteria.  I’m really going to enjoy this a lot.

Anyway… more pictures when we close, I promise!

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