This was my view for almost 2,000 miles. Mr. Precious driving Kiki towing Itsy. We were so intent on getting back to Texas that I didn't even record where we spent each night. Just drove, parked, slept, got up the next morning and kept going.
It has a two car detached garage.
The kitchen is a lot larger that my old kitchen. The countertops are granite with a nice backsplash. The cabinets have been painted a darker brown than it shows in the picture. My neighbor says the houses on our street were all built in 1991. Okie dokie!
This is the great room upstairs. I had it all figured out - our living room furniture and my piano would go up here and it would all be hunky dory! Well, those movers couldn't get the piano up the stairs! Shoot!! That blew my plan. The living room furniture is up here ( and lots of other pieces) but the piano had to go in the den and honey, it's not very big. I tell myself - this is temporary!
You want to hear some funnies? Well, I was unpacking boxes in the kitchen, tossing the wrapping paper all around and grabbing dishes and stuffing them in the dishwasher. It was old and was loud and took forever to finish a normal wash. Well...I happened to see something out of the corner of my most gorgeous peeper and there were suds plopping out on the floor! Lots of suds! I could have taken a bubble bath in it! Called the landlord and he had to put another one in. Okie dokie - thank you.
Then one evening Mr. Precious and I had enough boxes unpacked so we could rest and watch TV. There is a ceiling fan in the den and I was cross stitching and watching TV. It began to get hot, hotter and even hotter! We checked and the air conditioning went out!! Oh, Lord! Yep! The old ac was dead as a door knob. Called the landlord again and he said he'd take care of it. But y'all, it's south Texas we're talking about HOT and it's still in the 90s here and the temp was rising and rising. We couldn't stay here. So we packed up Willow and some things and had to stay in a hotel from Saturday night until Wednesday! The landlord is a nice guy and said he would take care of our hotel bill. Well, we get back home, unpack, go to bed and notice we're hot! The ac stopped working again! Called the landlord again, a guy came out and fixed it. We're good now but heck this was not what we had thought would happen. It's all funny now. Our landlord probably thinks, these folks are killing me. Oh another thing...the washing machine stinks!! Yep, I've done everything I can think of. Bought a dishwasher cleaning ball. Nope! Poured baking soda and vinegar in it. Nope! Poured bleach in it. Nope! So, I took a spray bottle filled with bleach and decided to spray it behind the tub. Maybe that's were the moisture is holding its stinky self. So I think I may have solved my problem! I'm not going to tell the landlord as he may just kick us out! :)
Before we left New York, Mr. Precious ordered a new Texas flag and she proudly flies out front! Love to you all and I'll start showing you stuff...
Be a bunch of sweeties,
I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~
The Eyes of Texas Are Upon You
I once did know a President, Away down South, in Texas. And, always, everywhere he went, He saw the eyes of Texas. The Eyes of Texas are upon you, All the live long day. The Eyes of Texas are upon you, You can not get away. Do not think you can escape them At night or early in the morn- The Eyes of Texas are upon you 'Till Gabriel blows his horn. Sing me a song of Prexy, Of days long since gone by. Again I seem to great him And hear his kind reply. Smiles of gracious welcome Before my memory rise, Again I hear him say to me, "Remember Texas' Eyes." ~ sung by me