6 things I learned from our first house

My life is still fully consumed with housework. I’m continuing to drag sawdust through the house, we still don’t have a kitchen table, and the yard has been neglected since we moved in. It’s becoming a jungle out there!

As I sit around coming up with new ways to desperately avoid doing any work, I’m feeling sentimental. We’ve only been here for a little over a month and I’m tremendously proud of the work we’ve done. It looks beautiful and once we have furniture, it will also look like home. I’ve learned a lot in this process, including some big, life-changing stuff.

1. There is such thing as too much pizza. 
I know we all love pizza. It has a beautiful history, can taste like anything, and is even a strong breakfast option. I love pizza, too, but the past six weeks have taught me that there is a very hard limit to how much pizza one person can consume. And that’s coming from a girl who has been known to sustain herself off of an almost exclusive bread and cheese diet.This is mostly my fault. When we first moved, we discovered a great pizza joint nearby that became our default option when we needed to eat but too tired to bother cooking. Shortly thereafter we had a few free pizza days at work– and who can pass up free lunch?– and I also spent a day volunteering at the annual Carnival O’ Pizza by Homeslice Pizza.

I can’t even look at pizza anymore, much less smell it.

2. There is no feeling quite as victorious as realizing you still have one last pair of clean underwear. 
We still don’t have our washer/dryer up and running, which means I’m borrowing freeloading off my parents who live in town. Unfortunately, doing laundry takes a lot of time and I have to squeeze in running to their house to wash a few loads on days when I don’t have any other obligations or am willing to stay up past my bedtime.I was overjoyed when The Man unearthed one last box of clothing that included socks and undies to get us through the weekend. I’ve never been so happy to see my least comfortable underwear. (Ladies, you know the pair I’m talking about: the pair you only ever wear on laundry day.)

3. Beards can be sexy.
I’m starting to understand the recent resurgence of beards. Shaving fell off The Man’s radar in the midst of all of our housework, and there ain’t nothing wrong with that. In fact, science agrees with this! A 2013 study revealed that women tend to find heavily stubbled men most attractive, while they thought men with full beards to be the healthiest and most competent parents.For what it’s worth, men have some psychological attraction to beards as well. A 2015 study of 154 species of primates in multilevel, competitive social communities indicates that males augment their attractiveness through ornamentation of their bodies– so-called “badges of status.” This could also explain why tattoos can get a lady’s motor goin’.


4. I will never be patient enough. 
Buying a house requires a whole lot of patience, packing requires a whole lot of patience, moving requires a whole lot of patience, and fixing things requires a whooooole lot of patience. Unfortunately, patience is not a quality I possess.But, that’s okay! I don’t have to be “patient enough”– I just have to be sympathetic enough to recognize when my impatience is going to impose on someone else’s good day and adjust my attitude and actions accordingly.

5. You can pretty much do anything if you try hard enough. 
This process has been eye-opening for me in that I now recognize that you can do everything a professional carpenter, tile-layer, crown molding-installer, painter, electrician, etc. can do.Yes, the learning curve is steep, but you only have to learn it once. Yes, it’ll take you longer than the professionals, but it’s not like we don’t sit around watching Netflix for hours every week anyway. And if you mess something up? Congratulations– you’re going to learn how to un-mess it up! Misadventures always make for good cocktail party stories, anyway.

6. There is nothing that puppies can’t solve.
Although I’ve never had a dog of my own, I am fortunate enough to have access to the most adorable little dog with the biggest heart. We call her Doodle, and if I loved her any more I think my heart would explode out of my chest a la Alien. Every time I see her face or she curls up on my lap to take a nap, all of the stress instantly disappears.

I realize I’m late to the party here, but I’m just now coming to appreciate how truly loving dogs are and how profound an impact they can have on your quality of life. Even when they pee on stuff.



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