The many faces of furniture

Is that the same old hutch from my bedroom over 30 years ago, you ask?
Why yes it is!

Very therapeutic to sand the bazillion old layers, paint on a zillion more layers, move it to every possible corner of the main level, hate this new house and all it's new-ness, then finally settle on a decent location for the project that will have way too many feelings associated with it.
And all before hubs came home.

It's all so overwhelming . . . .

I need to figure out how to keep the island mentality we've come to love and embrace over the past 6 years and apply it to living back in the 24/7 world.

I see trees on the horizon!

We have a Landscaping Contract Signed!

After a month of landscaping bids (and suffering PTLSS*) - we finally decided to go back to the first and our favorite landscape design . . . .Sunflower Landcare. (or as Dave calls them, the Sunshine Boys)

Quaking Aspen (hello Old Coventry!)

Flagstone patio (throwback to Gramma Hart's)

Our own fire pit (no more s'mores over the tiny chafing fuel gadget)

Do I dare say I was a bit biased when I heard one of the designer's name was Sheldon?

Unfortunately we still have a few weeks wait. One of the downfalls of a new neighborhood I guess.

*Post Traumatic Landscape Sticker Shock