We settled on the Blue House this afternoon, after what felt like an eternity of seller’s stress. In actuality, it was a smooth and easy process, for which we are incredibly thankful.
Now we have one house. It is pink. And as far as we are concerned, it’s also quite perfect.
We celebrated with crepes of Nutella and strawberries, topped with fresh whipped creme. Champagne had been in order – a fancy expensive bottle in fact, but we are saving it for the weekend, so we can get topsy turvy together in our new house. Party, party!
P.S. Our curtain situation is still a work in progress, so if you recognize where we live and happen to walk by, I apologize.
But do come by! It’s just the two of us here getting crunk-diggity on celebratory champagne…