Tag: houselust
Love letter to a lawn
The other day I woke up early, put on some ratty clothes, and tromped around the back yard, where I raked leaves into a neat little pile and then shoved them into large black plastic trash bags and carried them to the curb. I remember before I ever bought a house, I’d ride through the Memphis streets and sneer at the houses with big bags of yard waste resting on their curbs. I…
A gal and a house
It’s been three months now that I’ve been in the house. My house. I still trip a little when I say that. It’s weird, almost as weird as saying, “I’ve been flying my plane now for three months” or “I’ve been piloting this yacht for 90 days.” I mean, who would trust me with a plane or a boat? But here I am in this house, this lovely little house with the dark wood (?)…
Icing
I was having a big time out in the yard photographing the glassy branches when a big oak limb in my neighbor’s yard snapped and fell to the ground, bringing a power line (or cable line? not sure) to the ground with it. I thought for a split second she’d coming running outside and see me there at midnight and suspect I’d done something to bring the branch down, but then I realized…
DIY iPhone speakers
Listening to music while in the bathroom just got a lot easier thanks to this Lifehacker tip. I don’t really know how they got an iPhone to fit like that into a pint glass, though. I have some snazzy pint glasses (thanks to Fancycwabs) and my phone barely shimmies down in them halfway. I do, however, have two of these awesome midcentury red diamond glasses, which I inherited from my great grandmother after she passed…
Day 360: Meow
My pal D salvaged this street art for me. The cat is winking. Tee hee. [Project 365]
Part of the reason I’d like to have a house…
… has a lot to do with the fact that most houses come with attached plots of land on which you can pretend to be a conductor coaxing the most entrancing floral notes out of the earth: My mom grows flowers so gorgeous that I don’t even need Photoshop. Truly. If I got even a fraction of her and my grandmother’s green thumbs, I will cultivate a jungle before all is said and done.
Day 218: This Is What Happens When You Try to Buy a House In Midtown
Fun fact: Midtown Memphis is the only area in West Tennessee in which you cannot pull housing comps based on Zip code alone. What that means, essentially, is that finding a house in Midtown Memphis and settling on a fair price for it is a huge pain in the ass. I am learning more about real estate than I ever cared to know. I don’t want to write a whole lot about it because so…
Day 209: Parental Observation
I haven’t written a lot about the house hunt because I am exhausted. Mentally, physically, emotionally, spiritually, existentially, laterally, longitudinally, grammatically. But the hunt, it rages on. It has gotten very serious. I have spent many many hours online and on the phone and in stranger’s houses, writing down numbers and percentages and trying to make my brain understand things like closing costs and PMI and taxes and pre-paids. It’s not all about touring houses…
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