Moving Boxes, Barristers, and Cow Figurines

BArristers at hatridge

My husband’s barristers at HatRidge.  While house hunting for the new place, Stan had three major must-haves.  (1) privacy (2) a place to put his large, handmade walnut table that belonged to his grandfather (3) a place to put his barristers that belonged to his grandfather and father

It is funny how I really never thought about my belongings until I had to move them.  I never thought about how heavy or how big or how many.

The family and I (aka the Hathorns) have moved three times since 2008.  Life happens quickly.  It an instant everything can change…from good to bad…from bad to good…from bad to worse…from good to better.  You get it 🙂

Hand stamped charm and necklace by Beadsoul.  Check out her Etsy shop at

Hand stamped charm and necklace by Beadsoul. Check out her Etsy shop at www.etsy.com/shop/beadsoul

Now, it is time to grab a good cup of coffee and sit a spell with me as we explore “Moving Boxes, Barristers, and Cow Figurines.”

It was a gorgeous Sunday.  The family and I were having our traditional lunch at Sweet Pepper’s Deli in Starkville, Mississippi.  We were sitting on the patio enjoying the Southern sunshine, chatting about nonsense, and laughing at each other’s ridiculousness.  Suddenly, the unthinkable happens…the unexpected…the “didn’t see that coming”….

The hubby received a call from his boss that changed everything with which we were comfortable…that changed our thinking and our future.  It set in motion a series of events that cannot be explained in a few paragraphs.

The company for which Stan worked was closing its doors…effective immediately.  Now, I am not going to bore y’all with all the details…but know this…God had His hands in it all from the very beginning.

Custom hand stamped boho bracelet by Lisa Hamilton of Beadsoul

Custom hand stamped boho bracelet by Lisa Hamilton of Beadsoul–check out my blog post “Moving Forward While Stuck” at www.sweetsorghumliving.wordpress.com/2013/01/14/moving-forward-while-stuck/

So, the mister and I did not hesitate.  We prayed.  We took a leap of faith.  We left our hometown and moved to the outskirts of Birmingham.

I am embarrassed  to admit that we rushed a bit in deciding on which house to purchase.  Everything was such a whirlwind.

Stan was living in a hotel.  Abby and I were staying back at HatRidge so we both could finish out the school year.  She was in 7th grade, and I was a school teacher.  It was the right thing to do.

We got a fabulous deal on the Argo house…it was new construction and gorgeous…but there was a lack of privacy…and the noise from the interstate that was nearby was unbearable to folks who grew up in the country…where every cricket and tree frog could be heard.

Something had to change.

The house was everything on our "must have" list--but it didn't take long for the lack of privacy and noise to make the "dream home" a nightmare!

Even with a lovely backyard, it didn’t take long for the lack of privacy and noise to make the Argo “dream home” a nightmare!

Luckily…and not so luckily…we still owned our Mississippi house–HatRidge.  What did we decide to do?  Sell and move.  Pack up all the belongings…again.  The hubby was back to living in a hotel, and Abby and I were back at HatRidge.

It was nice to be back–with family, friends, and the familiar…but we were not a family.  Abby missed her dad.  I missed him.  He missed us.  What to do?

We prayed.  We cried.  We decided to sell HatRidge and become a family once more.  Long story–short.  It all happened in God’s perfect timing…we sold…we moved…we are renovating.

This time around…we have privacy…there is no traffic noise…the views are grand…the pool is splendid…the project list is shrinking…and we are a happy family under one roof.

The before photo of our new place...stay with me as we reveal the during and the final photos.

The before photo of our new place…stay with me as we reveal the during and the final photos…I have removed all the overgrown bushes from the front and have managed to kill most of the English Ivy that was left to grow anywhere and everywhere!

Back to those beloved barristers.  The plan was to downsize…that did not happen.  We actually upsized.  It did not take long in the house hunting process to figure out that Stan’s furniture was not going to fit into a smaller house.

It was a struggle even in a larger house to figure out where to put his beloved bookcases.  I wanted to keep them together as a set because I loved the grand-scale impact.  After several attempts of keeping them together, I realized that sometimes a breakup is necessary.

I placed ten of the cases in the kitchen.  At first, I had twelve--stacked almost to the ceiling--but decided that I wanted to create a vignette at the top.

I placed ten of the cases in the kitchen. At first, I had twelve–stacked almost to the ceiling–but decided that I wanted to create a vignette at the top.

Barristers in the kitchen filled with everything from books to pottery

Barristers in the kitchen filled with everything from books to pottery

I stacked twelve of the barristers in the dining room and filled them with family treasures and memories.

I stacked twelve of the barristers in the dining room and filled them with family treasures and memories.  I currently have two left, and they are tucked safely away in the garage until I decide what to do with them.

What I have learned from all of the unexpected and the moving process is breaking up is hard to do, but sometimes necessary.  I have also come to realize that it is God’s job to plan our futures and not our jobs to tell God what to do…sometimes, God has to get us out of our comfort zone so we will truly walk in faith.

Thanks for sitting a spell with me today.  Be sure to check out my latest articles at Real Story Publishing for tips on how to create family heirloom vignettes and how to create fabulous wall galleries.

How to Create Wall Galleries:  “Sweet Sorghum Living Short Tales:  Lightning Bugs in a Mason Jar” http://thisisrealmedia.com/2013/06/28/sweet-sorghum-living-short-tales-lightning-bugs-in-a-mason-jar/

How to Create Family Heirloom Vignettes:  “”Sweet Sorghum Living Short Tales:  What to Do With Cow Figurines”  http://thisisrealmedia.com/2013/06/21/sweet-sorghum-living-short-tales-what-do-you-do-with-cow-figurines/

Have a Blessed Day!

Chasidy

Two Blondes and a Stan: Feeling Rotten

Thanks to my handy dandy iPhone, I was able to document our first tour of the home and all the things that we wanted to change.

Thanks to my handy dandy iPhone, I documented our first tour of the “new place” and all the things that we wanted to change.  This is the before photo of the awkward little space with its three doors (left side–powder room, back–small deck/landing, right side–screen porch).  I knew in my heart that this house with its ideal location, amazing views, and splendid charm was the one…even with all its problems and outdated rooms.

As I sat down to work on this blog, I thought about how far technology has come in just a few short years–in no way do I want to discuss the beginnings of cell phones or computers because I know very little about such things–other than the basics.  I don’t know about you and yours, but my little family runs on the speed of today’s technology.  I would love to say that we have a “no cell phone policy” at the dinner table, but that would be an untruth.  Should we have a “no cell phone policy” at the dinner table?  Indeed, we should…but it is just not practical for my little family. Where was I?  Oh, yes. Technology–specifically my iPhone, iPad, and MacBook Air…I’m an Apple girl… played a huge role in the house hunting process and now, the renovating.

Before we purchased our new home, Stan was living in a hotel in Alabama while Abby and I were living at HatRidge in Mississippi.  My main job was to find houses that met our long list of criteria.  Stan’s job was to scope them out before I drove over to see them in person.  I spent countless hours on www.realtor.com searching for potential houses, I sent countless text messages and emails to our precious realtor, Joyce Tippen of RE/MAX Marketplace ( www.joycet.remax-alabama.com ), and I took countless photos  of the houses we toured.

My iPhone photos were not always the best, but they helped me to remember the things that I liked and did not like about the houses we toured.  This particular photo shows a wall that I wanted to gussy up and a door that I wanted removed.

My iPhone photos were not always the best, but they helped me to remember the things that I liked and did not like about the houses we toured. This particular photo shows a wall that I wanted to gussy up and a door that I wanted to remove.

I could chat all day long about how we house hunted…and blab on for days about all the houses we viewed…but instead, I want to talk about rot and progress.

Grab a cup of coffee, and sit a spell with me as we explore the world of house rot.

We had a thorough inspection done before buying our new place.  It was great to know what we were facing and approximate cost in fixing all the problems.

We had a thorough inspection done before buying our new place. It was great to know what we were facing and approximate cost in fixing all the problems before we purchased.

back door

We knew we had water damage when we purchased.  It wasn’t until we removed three layers of flooring that we realized the severity.

hello, ground below!

Hello, ground below!

Outside view

Outside view:  We removed the deck/landing and walled up the outside/inside.  No more door!  I will have an upcoming blog about the changes to the outside…as soon as Mother Nature cooperates!

Thank you previous owners for not cleaning out the gutters and repairing door seals...

Thank you previous owners for not cleaning out the gutters and repairing door seals…

This photo was taken after we removed the floating kitchen cabinets and before we removed the door and replaced it with a nice, solid wall!

This photo was taken after we removed the floating kitchen cabinets, and before we removed the door and replaced it with a nice, solid wall!  This little area was so awkward because of the three doors and long, blank wall.

Where the door used to be!  I filled the awkward wall with antique barristers...which might stay there...we will have to wait and see!  The painting is an original Christy Henderson, a talented artist from Mississippi ( www.chendersonart.com )

Where the door used to be! I filled the awkward wall with antique barristers…which might stay there…we will have to wait and see! The painting is an original Christy Henderson, a talented artist from Mississippi ( www.chendersonart.com ).  I purchased this particular one from Deep South Pout ( www.deepsouthpout.com ) in Columbus, Mississippi.

This is the view from the door we left...wishing this rotten, cold weather would go away so we can fire those power tools back up!

This is the view from the door we left…wishing this rotten, cold weather would go away so we can fire those power tools back up!

Well, there you have it!  The ugly, rotten truth about rot and our lack of a “no cell phone policy” at the dinner table.  Thanks so much for sitting a spell with me.

Have a Blessed Day!

Chasidy