Hey y'all,
I mentioned in a life update post a while back that my significant other and I both got a job together at the same university and moved, now we live together in what can only be described as a big dumb old house. I figured I'd share some pictures of it as a form of procrastination from things I otherwise should be doing.
To the best of our knowledge, the house was built in 1908. The guy who owns it has had it in his family, on and off, since it was built. It has been hacked up and renovated and turned into a business and changed so many times since it was built that neither me, nor the owner, can seem to get any kind of consistent information about the original layout.
It was a bed and breakfast right before it was just turned back into a place he rents out to people -- and frankly the owner is happy that he has professors living in it rather than college students.
The front, which makes it look way bigger than it actually is:
The front, but in a snowstorm:
The sitting area, which is a part of the big open area on the side of the house. It's nice to finally live in a place where my big ugly couches finally match their surroundings:
The fireplace in the sitting area. One of three non-working fireplaces. I have no idea how long those logs have been in there for decoration:
The fireplace, but in Christmas time:
The dining room, which is sort of behind the sitting area and separated by big columns:
The dining room from the other side. I have a theory that these used to be two different rooms split by a wall, but at some point they tore out the wall and replaced it with those big columns to make the side of the house open:
This couch is for if you feel like fainting:
The kitchen is one of the oddest parts of the whole thing. It's kinda stuck onto the side of the house in an odd way, and it has plaid wallpaper. I think it's this way because it used to be an inn, so the regular customers were not supposed to see the kitchen:
This is The Shining tree. Every single photo of this house, going back in time to when it was an inn in the 1980s, has this artificial tree in it. Our assumption is that its soul is trapped here. We stuck it next to the fridge because the fridge is old and rusty, so it kind of hides it:
Oh, yeah here's those columns from inside the dining room + sitting area:
Guest bedroom:
Guest bedroom from the other side. It was easy to furnish this place, both of our parents are into antiques:
And another nonworking fireplace:
It also has a chandelier that I always think looks like giant bottle caps:
This is the guest bathroom, located at the end of the hall. It's the only place in the house I genuinely am a little afraid to go into and I don't know why:
No idea why, it just feels like this bathroom wants to trap my soul in it. Also the door is small and the lighting is bad and the ceiling is low. Maybe that has something to do with it. Anyway, to spruce it up, we left some Christmas lights up inside of there:
On the upside, this tub, which I bet is good for baths. I wouldn't know, I'm too afraid of ghost hands reaching up from the water and pulling me down to the darkness below to use it:
The hallway, which is one of the most useless parts of the house. This picture is from back when we were still unpacking, and the hallway became the staging area for everything. Now it just collects dust, and the only person who goes in there is the Roomba:
Here's the front door we can't use. Because this used to be an inn, legally they had to put safety locks on the doors. Meaning, you can leave out of these doors but not go back into them from the outside. The only place you can enter the house from is the back door into the kitchen. Which again leads to this whole front area of the house being worthless.
One side of the porch:
The painting area in my S/O's office room.
Another fireplace. You can really see the woodworking.
My office area, which unlike hers, is constantly a disaster area. On the plus side I have a bird feeder in that tree outside the window, which makes for a nice show.
Despite the lack of organization and tidiness, my office is where the TV lives. This weird piece of furniture came with the house, and like The Shining tree, is in every single photograph of this house ever. It came into use when we got the new 55" TV and realized we didn't own any furniture big enough on which to set it:
My bedside area. That alarm clock slowly gets brighter as the alarm time gets closer, so every morning I am now awoken by a marvelous glowing orb:
The master bedroom has this little space off to the side attached to it, and we have no idea what to do with it. So far we've made a little reading nook and that's about it:
The master bathroom. The previous people living here glued that university logo to the wall and now we can't get it off without damaging something, so we just left it. Also, double showers are pretty cool:
And finally, this. It's this weird skylight fixture they added onto the master bedroom at some point. It's so tall that even standing on the top of the ladder we have, we cannot get up there. But the actual point of interest is the tiny door up on that ledge, which I assume either 1) is the only/main access point to the attic, or 2) a portal to access the devil:
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