Tagged: new house

Bear attack.

land ho   sky ho

Today Gabe is wearing a white t-shirt, red shorts, and brown boots.

This week, Gabe power-washed a dirty refrigerator at a car wash. We got more settled into our new house and had a wonderful visitor. And a bear attacked a bunch of paint cans outside our front door.

working at the car wash yeah out of order

view from the table the best photo i've ever taken it's all a blur oops i mean furthe scene of the crime that'll show us for leaving our garbage on the lawn which way did he go? he went thataway

Apparently the bear came over two nights in a row, the first night chewing on paint cans and walking through the paint like a (wonderful) idiot, and the second night chewing on a gas can and apparently juggling it for a bit before lumbering off into the woods.

I didn’t see it happen. I just saw the aftermath. That’s fine with me.

Probably my favorite part about my new house is the great view out the windows, into the woods and a beautiful garden. Or it might be that now Romeo comes over all the time. I can’t decide.

Double time.

oh um heyy were you moving thinking of moving in?   cause this is my house!

Today Gabe is wearing a maroon shirt and blue shorts.

Since I started this blog, almost 3 years ago, I have almost never missed a post. I have skipped maybe 3 times on purpose and have outright just missed a week due to forgetfulness or confusion maybe twice.

Last week was one of those times.

Last Friday, when I normally would have been writing on this blog, I was packing everything I own into reusable grocery bags and suitcases, and stacking them high in the back of my station wagon, and driving up the coast to my new house in the woods.

All weekend, while listening to a nonstop stream of the Invisibilia podcast, I carried load after load into my new house and deposited it all on the floor. Then, over this week, the one main stack became several distinct piles, which then moved closer and closer to their room of choice.

Pots moved into cabinets. Clothes got hung on hangers. (Anxiety dreams were dreamt.)

And I am VERY tired.

To speak on my behalf in this week’s blog post, please accept the following photographs of things that have recently happened and my best attempts to capture the beauty of my new home in spite of its current pile-based state. (Hover over photos for captions.)

my boyfriend knows knots!

on the couch in the house

bubbly on the first night

w-elk-ome to the neighborhood

new homes for everyone

moved here to be closer to him

accidentally napped through game night

same screen, new view living, living, living fin

Hippie dip.

here we find gabe in his natural environment.   take that nature!

Today Gabe is wearing a grey sweatshirt, outdoor slippers, and brand spanking new khaki pants.

Gabe’s khakis are so new, in fact, that he still has the stickers on them. He says he’s leaving them on to remind himself how new they are. That is crazy; I think he just forgot to take them off, and continues to forget to take them off.

BIG NEWS Y’ALL: I live in California now! I got to town almost a week ago, and spent a few restless night crashing on a pull-out bed at Gabe’s parents’ house while I tried to patch together housing, finally landing a beautiful apartment on the perimeter of a gosh darn Redwood forest with a wraparound deck and huge windows.

rough life   hello friend

It’s great! Well, except for the fact that I haven’t had internet since I moved in on Wednesday and I won’t have internet until Tuesday and it’s the worst.

The only way I’m able to do my job or connect with the outside world is to go to a coffee shop, which I do at least 2 times a day, which means I’m having way more caffeine than I am used to. I’m not sure I’m working smarter, but I am definitely working faster.

Anyways, my life these days is filled with a lot of staring at a box of items and trying to quickly assess what place I can put them in that I won’t immediately forget about. I’ve already lost a few key items that I’m sure I won’t see again until I move out.

Moving is so fun.