This monkey is prominently placed in front of our new home. It’s like a sign post that says, “We’re whimsical!” or “These people are ridiculous; avoid them!”
We’re settling into our new house and loving it so very much. I mean, it’s not awesome that the air conditioner broke a week after we moved in and even though it is covered by our home warranty, that still doesn’t make the part get ordered any faster and it’s 80 million degrees in my bedroom right now and has been for the past five days, because OF COURSE THAT HAPPENED A WEEK AFTER WE MOVED IN.
I’m still unpacking, but I’ve prepared the house enough to introduce you all to the new location of Stimeyland. Naturally, it is way more fun to introduce you with a game involving Chester, the toy mouse.
Remember Waldo? Just as you used to try to find a drawing of Waldo in a much larger scene, you will try to find Chester in larger photos of some of the rooms in my new house. Unfortunately, it was not until this very moment that it occurred to me that I should have dressed him in a red and white striped shirt and hat.
Dammit. Opportunity missed.
We’ll start with an easy one. Here is the front of my house. Where’s Chester?
As with all the photos in this post, you can click to embiggen for easier searching.
Oh, look! There he is!
I made a mistake and didn’t take this photo from the same vantage point as the bigger one. I’m sorry. I did better with the others.
That one was too easy, but you get the point, right? Okay, let’s play!
Here is the back yard of my house. We brought our bedraggled hammock all the way from our old house. Because we are klassy that way.
The thing that makes this hammock even classier is that the hammock pillow there? It’s actually a seat cushion I tied to the hammock. Put that shit on Pinterest.
One fun thing about our new house is that it comes with its very own train. Beyond our back fence is a ravine with tracks at the bottom. Alex has had one question for anyone who will listen: “What’s the hobo situation?”
I can see one tiny hobo in the photo. Can you?
Also, again I’m disappointed in myself for not making him a little stick with a kercheif packet at the end of it.
Wouldn’t he look jauntier if he had a bindle?
In addition to a gate that gives us access to the tracks (and hobos), we have a Chester-sized hole so he has easy access as well. It’s like this house was built for us.
Hopefully he won’t take off as soon as he finds the right sized stick.
I love our new living room. Please ignore the toys strewn all over the floor.
Please, however, don’t ignore the awesome piggy bank, which is one of my favorite things in my house.
Ever since we moved, I haven’t had a good chance to nap, which is one of my favorite activities.
Chester, however, has not had a similar problem.
We haven’t had a formal dining room…ever, so we don’t have a lot of stuff to put in that room.
Chester was pretty easy to spot, wasn’t he?
There he is, sitting under the cat, reading a note my friend Kate‘s daughter left at our house.
Every house needs a kitchen, or so I hear.
We mostly use it as a repository for snacks and a place to cut fruit.
If you need a hint about where Chester is, just remember that our AC is broken and it was 99 degrees today.
He’s in our new portable ice maker. (I’m reviewing the ice maker. Stay tuned for that this week.) I wish *I* could fit in an ice maker.
Maybe my favorite room in the whole house is our family room. We splurged on a new couch for this room. I love it so much. So do my kids, who have enjoyed the time I’ve spent unpacking because that means I let them play Xbox all day.
If you look closely, you can see a couple of the munchkins gorging on screen time in the couch.
You can also see someone else gorging on screentime.
He’s a big fan of Plants vs. Zombies Garden Warfare.
“But where are the gerbils, Stimey?” you ask.
That was a tough one. I wanted them somewhere that they would be near people a lot, but Alex didn’t want them in our family room because when they chew their cardboard, they’re pretty loud and make it hard to hear the TV.
Therefore, they went to live in the office.
I cannot even tell you how nice it is to have my chair right next to that big ol’ window. The gerbils are nice too.
I like that the gerbils are so low so visiting children, cats, and other friends can stop by and say hi.
Chester and Jefferie took some time during our photo session to get acquainted.
Chester’s not in the next photo, but Starfire made a pretty good case for being a new Stimeyland cover photo with this next pose:
She is also making a good case for why we don’t have live plants. That bamboo plant used to have shoots coming out the top before Starfy and her buddies waged war on it.
The biggest reason we moved to a new house was so all of our kids could have their own rooms. This one belongs to Quinn:
Quinn is so delighted with this room. It took close to a week before he let either of his brothers cross the threshold.
Chester on the other hand, well, he can come and go as he pleases.
Chester can use some therapy swinging, just like Q-ball.
When we bought the house, Jack’s room was painted in bright yellow and pink vertical stripes. Take a moment to visualize that. Then look at how beautiful it is now.
Some day we’ll put blinds on that window, but today is not that day.
I haven’t unpacked all of Jack’s things yet, but even so, he has managed to create delightful little scenes all over his shelves.
He’s a daredevil, that Chester.
We haven’t put anything on any of the walls, with the exception of where there are already nails. Sam was lucky enough to have one of those spots in his room.
That window treatment was there when we moved in. Sam loves it. Awesome. One less thing to buy.
I’m not sure how Sam can make a mess of his room when we haven’t unpacked everything and he has, like, three belongings in there. It’s almost like someone else has been sneaking in and using the room in his absence.
Alex and my room hasn’t been fully unpacked yet. The movers put a lot of boxes up there that don’t belong up there, so I’m currently sorting through them to figure out where they actually go.
Chester is tough to find in this photo, but see if you can spot all three cats.
This room is huge. That is the corner of our bed in the bottom left. I love it so much. You can’t really tell in this photo, but it is really bright up there.
Oh, right. The cats. Ruby is up in the left window. Starfire is on the floor to the left of one of the boxes and Oreo is walking into the room from the right.
Chester is in the box of packing paper.
Wait. That’s not Chester.
There’s Chester in the box of packing paper!
Whereas Oreo hopped in the box herself and settled in for the duration, I think Chester was more concerned about being recycled.
Also, this photo of Ruby is super pretty, so I’m posting it as well.
This house has lots of window sills for the cats. I think they like it here.
We also have a basement. I haven’t unpacked a damn thing down there. We have, however, made use of the Foosball table the previous owners left for us.
It is apparently a “left handed Foosball table.” I have no idea what that means.
In the spirit of the World Cup, here is a closeup of the table—and its friendly and vigilant goalkeeper.
I don’t think he knows how close he is to being knocked down into the bowels of the Foosball table. One fast moving ball is all it would take.
So there it is—a tour of much of my new house. I hoped you enjoyed it as much as Chester did. I love this house so much. I mean, once you get past that it is hot as hell inside. It is so beautiful and spacious and I feel so lucky to live in it.
One of these days—I’m guessing 2017 or so—I will be all done unpacking and I’ll get to actually relax in the house. That’s going to be a good year.
Until then, I will just keep enjoying the fiasco that is a partially unpacked house and the chaos that comes with it. Although actually, I might be sad when I’m done unpacking because the cats are enjoying the process so much and I am truly enjoying watching them enjoy it.
Like this. I mean, really. Can you beat this?