All Moved In!

Well for the most part that is! There are still a few boxes to be unpacked and a few things to be arranged, and maybe a few more things to be purchased (when the Money Fairies come and leave cash under our pillows…). After all the anticipation it feels pretty awesome to be in our new home!
Ah, North Van, I have been waiting to wake up every morning to your busier streets, train sounds, your markets, your seabus and especially your frequent buses. Coming for West Van where if you miss your bus you are screwed, it is nice to live right on a route which arrives every 10 minutes. It’s pretty awesome to have that RIGHT outside your door.
I don’t drive, nor do I want to, nor do I want most people to have to, so I am all for having a major bus route right on my street, I can deal with a bit of noise in exchange for the convenience.
I love living by some great thrift stores. The Salvation Army on Lonsdale and 3rd is in my opinion one of the best thrift stores on the north shore and in Vancouver for finding second hand furniture. They are always getting new stuff in and they always seem to have a good selection too.
Well I better end this post now, I burnt the tip of my middle finger tonight and it’s hurting like hell at the moment.
Ciao for now, I promise to update sooner than later this time, and learn how to post pictures!

-M

Motivation…

I really need some motivation with this blog, and thus maybe life in general.
I am finding that not enough things are happening in my life to write meaningful blogs. I’m kind of in a standstill and until something happens I feel like I should just hide under a big rock.

So we put an offer on another place, this is the third place. HGTV has lied to me, the whole buying real estate process is not an episode of House Hunters, now I can never believe my t.v. again, thanks. Who will be my messiah now? Oh, wait that’s my computer, never mind. Hopefully you have caught on to my over the top facetiousness.

Other than today the weather has been dry and sunny over the last week or so. I’ve been trying to spend as much time outside as I can. I have started a job that has been working primarily the weekends so I have been spending said time by myself or with my dog. Working opposite hours is lonely. Everyone in my life here works Monday to Friday, and even though I haven’t been working for that long so far, it’s dragging on me.

Well that’s all for now.

-MO

where’s my mutton chops?

So as I mentioned before, the hubby and I had put an offer on a condo. Suffice to say, things did not work out so we are back to square one. Now I am stuck contemplating if all my design ideas should be a go for a new place or if I start over. They kind of feel cursed, like if I plan on them for the next one, it will become a victim to the real estate under lords as well.

I am kind of bummed, but kind of happy at the same time, at least this way we can look for a place that doesn’t involve a lot of work to move into it.

It’s a beautiful fall day today, actually for the most part it’s been a super nice autumn so far. But it is true, the weather is different here. Everyday recently has started off rather lovely and warm. So warm in fact that I have had to forgo a jacket in the afternoon. But then evening rolls around and it is effing so cold that I feel like my skeleton is going to jump out of my body catch the next flight to Mexico. It is COLD TO THA BONE here. However, that being said, it is not FREAKIN’ ASS COLD, like the rest of this great nation. I really really really am looking forward to no minus 30 this winter, and getting a few snow days (which never happens in the rest of Canada).

Alright, I gotta get going for now, we are going to an open house this afternoon. I am still planning on vamping this blogaroo up in the near future, so expect some bells and whistles sooner than later.

-MO

Just another rainy day…

Just putting a word out there so that no one assumes I made this blog just so I could quickly disregard it. More later this week in the form of postings, reviews, pics, etc…

But now I must be off, the couch is calling me and I am falling into a food-coma.

MO

moving east

Yes you have read that correctly. I am starting off this with a blog about moving east. Okay, maybe I should clarify. As of right now the hubby, doggy, and I are bunking down with the mom-in-law in West Van. It has been nice, peaceful and the views are awe-mazzzing, but to tell you the truth, I’ve had cabin fever for the last few months. West Van is a beautiful community to live, raise some offspring and sit quietly on your patio while watching the sun set over the island while drinking a good glass of red, but for me it is HELL (okay that may be an overstatement). For someone who does not drive (and does not want to, more on that later), I often feel extremely secluded. These hills are big, and coming from Edmonton, I am not used to hauling up them every time I want to go to the market or walk by the sea wall.

Plus, I am still trying to wrap my head around the whole “let’s buy a multi-million dollar house and tear it down to build a new one” anomaly. While the rest of Canada seems to be ever so stagnant on the real-estate market Vancouver, and West Van especially, seem to be sky rocketing to levels that I cannot wrap my head around.What I consider to be perfectly beautiful, livable homes are being torn down to make way for massive uber houses that take up the entire lot and push the height restrictions to the limit. The old adage ‘bigger is better’ is certainly evident here, but I guess you can’t blame a new owner when lots here sell for a cool million plus. They want to get their moneys worth out of it, and it seems like there is no shortage of that.

If you are asking yourself how this affects me in the slightest, well…. I hate walking by construction sites, okay? And no not because any 80′s stereotype greasy construction men are cat calling at me while I walk by, I just don’t like to, and it seems like every fourth or fifth house here has been torn down to make way for a new super mansion. I’m not a huge fan of such a drastic transition, it doesn’t feel right to me. It feels so impersonal and somewhat raw and exposed. I like my neighbourhood to feel complete and full of life and community. It’s hard to have that when 30 percent of the homes are in some stage of completion or are sitting empty. I’m sure 15 years ago, I would have loved it here, and I’m sure the same can be said for 15 years from now. That is unless they start tearing down all of the new homes.

So off we go east to North Vancouver! Okay, it’s not like we could afford to buy here anyways.

papering the walls

Okay so I know we have yet to move into our new place, and to be honest, all the little kinks and bumps haven’t been smoothed out yet. Our offer HAS been accepted and we are in the stage of making sure that we have all of our ducks in order: inspection, financing, all that jazz. While I am trying to become involved with that aspect of the purchase, my brain turns into a big pile of mush. As much as I would like to believe it to be true, watching hour upon hour of HGTV’s Real Estate Wednesdays has not prepared me for this. Thank God I have such a smart and thorough husband who can make sense out of strata meeting minutes and mortgage rates (perhaps this is why he is a lot more nervous and stressed than I am?) and thank God for our amazing real estate agent for explaining the process to us and being so extremely helpful and knowledgeable along the way. So while it may seem like a home run at this point in time to get into our new place, there could still be some major hiccups that get in the way of it.

I hope everything turns out well because I all ready have plans on how I’m going to decorate the place! Having spent the last 9 years in rental properties the first thought that came to my mind was ‘paint!’ and then it was immediately after ‘wallpaper!’.  Wallpaper: why not? I’m not talking about the creepy yucky wallpaper of yesteryear (check some out here). That’s what I’m telling myself at least. Think of a cool Parisian boutique hotel, because that is exactly where I am drawing my inspiration from. In comes from the Hotel Sorbonne of Paris. Seriously how can you not love this place? Since I am in all likely hood not crossing the Atlantic anytime soon, why not bring a little bit of Parisian flair to my (soon to be) new home of North Van?

I want to add touches of the pizzaz and sophistication of the hotel with elements of the well explored ‘shabby chic‘ of french country flair. I think my decor scheme will work well in our little place (I will post pics up and more on the plans later when we actually take possession) because it has a bit of that rustic element. It has a wood burning fire-place that I can’t wait to strip the paint off of, exposing the natural stone, and a wooden ‘feature wall’ that as of right now screams ’70′s!’, but I think with a different  finish it can bring in a warm, natural feel. Imagine  an exposed wood wall of a quaint little cottage somewhere in the European countryside…

And then comes in the papier peint! I am of course thinking something bold and dramatic! I want the paper to really stand out while the rest of my choices are soft and muted. Here is what I’m thinking of so far; a red and gold toile inspired motif for the feature wall in the main living space, and a black, silver and white nouveau floral for the bedroom. Ooh lala!

So far, I am having way too much dreaming it all up while my hubby takes a more practical approach to the first stages of home ownership. I can’t thank him enough for it.