Another Fun Monday, and this week's hostess is Kitten, who wants to see our house and road. I wish I could have shown you our road, but our neighbor has a Dixie flag hanging in her carport, and it's tough to avoid. Our little town was born in 1896, and based on reports from an elderly former-neighbor, our house was built in 1903. Here it is, in a less wintry time: We had a busy first year as a couple - we met, married, got pregnant, and bought a house. We moved into this Victorian bungalow in 1993 and soon became familiar with its idiosyncracies. One thing I will dearly miss is this lovely pocket door, separating our living and dining rooms. It is a HEAVY door, and it takes most of my weight to pull it shut. I believe the handles are original.I also like the transoms above most of the doors. We don't have central heat and air, so they are often used to help shut off or circulate air from room to room, or from the outside to the inside. There are five such transoms in our house, and there is plenty of room for them with our 10-foot ceilings.We also have a pretty bay window, but it faces the neighbor's house - which is only 7 feet from ours. So, yeah, the view isn't that great.
When our house was built, there was an outhouse and a well in back. Thankfully, we have indoor plumbing today! But back then, I'm told property taxes were partially calculated using the number of closets - so they were added later, as the family could afford them. All THREE closets in our house are the same size, and jut out into the room - like this one in the DINING room. Notice the difficult-to-reach storage space above them.Our home also has the original trim and baseboards, which have fancy grooves and are VERY wide. And need painting.There are two flues in our home, one of which is no longer in use. It is in the bathroom, and a previous owner sheetrocked over it. This is the one in our dining room, where our gas stove vents. The gas stove is our only source of heat, except a small electric heater in the bathroom. See why I'm so ready to move?Our contractor had one of our doors sent back, and when I asked him why, he said, "It was 1/16th of an inch off at the top edge." I laughed. I've lived in "The Fun House" for so long - where NONE of the doors shut properly, the floors are crooked, and the walls meet at strange angles - I'm not going to know how to act in a "straight" house. Good thing I have friends who are not. In this photo, you can see that the floor, doorway, ceiling, and cabinets are all at different angles. I remember dropping some gumballs in my kitchen after we first moved in, and they all rolled to the other side of the room.It also makes cooking fun - b/c the oil in the frying pan tends to congregate on one side. Luckily, the cabinets are straight, so my dishes don't slide around.
The house has the original wooden windows, and I'm sure it's full of lead-based paint. There are only two outlets in each room - except for one lonely outlet in the bathroom. My house is a maze of extension cords and power strips. It's amazing we haven't caught the place on fire.
Somehow, I will still miss it. It's the home where we brought our new baby home - where she took her first steps - and her growth is measured by marks on our kitchen wall. I may already have a buyer for it, but it will be hard to say that final goodbye.