Kristal asked if it feels strange to say I live here now instead of TO. Yes. It feels entirely bizarre. I will be missing Toronto for a LONG time. I spent 15 years in Toronto and it didn’t take the "up north" out of me (not all of it anyway) … so I don’t think if I spend the next 15 years in Hamilton that will take the Toronto out of me either.
Anyway. I haven’t taken many pictures yet. There are two rooms and two rooms only that are not still in utter chaos: Our bedroom and our living room. Everywhere else? Box hell. Pictured above is the room we’re using as the master bedroom. Eventually we plan to finish the attic and move our bedroom up there. I’ve always wanted to have an attic room since I was a little girl. It’s kind of hard to tell but you can sort of see the dark old wood work around the window and door. That door leads to a small flat-roof. This house is pretty old (probably build some time between the mid-1890s to the late 1930s but I’d like to confirm when exactly) and it is believed that all this pretty wood that runs throughout the house is original. It’s one of the reasons we liked this house so much. In some of the rooms it’s been painted white. It looks nice but we have delusions of restoring it (we’ll see). On the wall is our certificate from International Star Registry for the star Kevin had named with our wedding date shortly after we got married. It’s the corniest and sweetest thing all wrapped up together, so I framed it up for the old house. I think I hung it a little too high this time. Also in this room we have not one, but TWO, closets. A big change from our old bedroom (zero). Inside the closets is this really sort of garish and equally fabulous 1960s floral wallpaper
. I think it’s pretty funny so I’ll probably leave it like that. It makes me smile every time I open the door.
The bottom picture is just a little detail of the hardwood in the dining room. My cousin and my uncle, who seem to know about these things, both think that this floor is original as well. It was hard to argue with their logic. That being that the boards are much skinnier than those used today and are nailed down through the top, an old-fashioned way of doing wood floors. I must have still looked skeptical when they told me all this because they finished up with a, "Besides, nobody does inlay like that anymore." I could tell it was all they could do not to tack an, "Obviously!" onto the end (in the nicest possible way of course!). If they’re right, most of the original hardwood is still in the house. Only the living room has laminate and the kitchen has some pretty ugly peel-and-stick. The wood upstairs isn’t in the good condition this is but it’s really smooth and worn and I like that too.
I’m a big sucker for old things and there are tons of things in this house that tickle me endlessly. But I digress for now. If you’re around in April I’ll probably still be talking about all of them. Apologies in advance!