Making a home
I've been very quiet here, I know those that follow me on instagram are in on our exciting news but I forgot to write about it here.
We bought our first home!
Antique fil de fer baskets and bauhmann stools
Buying a home in France is a tense, overdrawn, paperwork-heavy process which calls on every pinch of patience you have stored up. Thank god I have a French husband as I think I would have packed the whole thing in five months ago...but the bank said yes, our house owners agreed to a price and after the obigatory three month wait period (during which the Towns 'mairie' can swoop in and buy the property from under you if you are unlucky) - we got our keys Monday!!!
Thonet chair and one of my favourite paintings
It finally feels real.
The last few weeks have been a dizzying race to take measurements, get estimates, design a kitchen (change the room and redesign the kitchen all over again), fill boxes and being utterly ruthless when deciding what stays and what goes to our new home.
My arms are aching, muscles I forgot existed are crying out with exhaustion after two long days of painting and hauling boxes and furniture....but it is a blissful, joyful thrill of an ache...to finally be laying down some roots.
1920 Antique rotin chaise longue which we inherited from one of the oldest homes in Lacoste
We have been renting for so long that it is taking quite some adjustment to know we can create exactly the home we want. Paint the walls whatever colour suits us, hang curtains and paintings and antique light fittings... I really can't wait to share the plans as they progress.