Our Old House:
I have a love/hate relationship with our old driveway. The pavers are fantabulous to look at when they're not weed-ridden. However, there was just enough side yard access to park our boat and the house was exactly twenty years newer than our most recently purchased home.
I also have a love/hate relationship with these floors. Now, these are the floors I wanted for (literally) years. They are wood laminate-- cost-effective and non-dog-hair friendly. However, since they're also not water or dog urine friendly they are difficult to keep clean unless someone is on the verge of/totally obsessive. I may or may not have been both of those things at many times. During our time owning this home, nevertheless my husband put in a fair amount of work (all while I was working and he was with our daughter) and he didn't do it because that's what he "wanted" to do with his time. Little did he know his handiwork would eventually lead to our current project.
This is a picture of my former dining room. Truth be told, never a less-used room likely existed with regard to any house/ abode in which we've lived. However, I did get a great deal on that table and though I plan to use it as my new worktable/desk (sort of exciting) I am a little saddened that I will no longer have it on display next to my grandmother's tea cart, my husband's record player (a gift from me to him, years ago) and our favorite family pictures. I am, however, looking forward to using that jute rug in our new courtyard.
Ahhhh. Our old backyard. It was made for entertaining with ease. No pool to worry about kids misusing, two "cocktail spots" designed for and by my husband and I for use in the early mornings during summertime and later afternoon/evenings throughout the year for coffee, cocktails, enjoying the sun, and most importantly for enjoying each other. We're currently most missing that spot for enjoying each other and it's absolutely grinding on our moments together.
I'm certain I'll have to post again about our former house, only because of the wonderful memories and moments our first "adult" house held for our little family, but I am sure this--along with my last post-- highlights the "nuances" of our current living situation.