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?
Oh, look! There he is!
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.
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?”
Also, again I’m disappointed in myself for not making him a little stick with a kercheif packet at the end of it.
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.
I love our new living room. Please ignore the toys strewn all over the floor.
Ever since we moved, I haven’t had a good chance to nap, which is one of my favorite activities.
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?
Every house needs a kitchen, or so I hear.
If you need a hint about where Chester is, just remember that our AC is broken and it was 99 degrees today.
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.
You can also see someone else gorging on screentime.
“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 like that the gerbils are so low so visiting children, cats, and other friends can stop by and say hi.
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:
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:
Chester on the other hand, well, he can come and go as he pleases.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
There’s Chester in the box of packing paper!
Also, this photo of Ruby is super pretty, so I’m posting it as well.
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.
In the spirit of the World Cup, here is a closeup of the table—and its friendly and vigilant goalkeeper.
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.