Surprise! I moved. Again!

I know, I know…it’s getting more than a little ridiculous. This blog has been a document of six homes I’ve lived in over the past ten years, and now I’m adding a seventh? Granted, four of those homes were part-time apartments and the house that birthed Door Sixteen was a constant until last year, but still…settle down, Dorfman.

I swear I’m not doing it for blog content. Hah!

So, Fritz and I moved to Albuquerque! This isn’t something I was planning on when I moved to New Mexico, but life can be weird like that. I figured I’d live in a little town in the middle of nowhere for a few years, get my bearings, save some money and get my business rolling. Well, things wound up taking a some unexpected turns, business got rolling a whole lot faster than I’d anticipated and it was time to make a leap! I’d spent a lot of time in Albuquerque before moving here, and I really, really like it a lot. This is a place where I want to be. (Plus, I get to live closer to Geninne! And maybe run into Bob Odenkirk! Yay!)

It’s funny, Albuquerque feels HUGE to me compared to New York City. An absurd feeling given that the population is only about 500,000 (that’s about 8,000,000 fewer people than there are in NYC), but when you consider the fact that the land mass of Manhattan is a mere 33 square miles, maybe it’s not so crazy. Even Brooklyn (which I think of as being MASSIVE) is under 100 square miles—half the size of Albuquerque! Add in the lack of public transportation, and you can see why I might find it all kind of overwhelmingly gigantic. I’ll get there, though.

And no, I still haven’t learned how to drive. But I’m working it! I’m probably going to get my learner’s permit today, in fact. (I said PROBABLY.)

Blah, blah, blah…so what about the new house?? You guys, it’s SO CUTE. I’m renting a single-story Spanish revival house built in 1939 in an historic neighborhood, and I’m in love with it. It only had one set of owners (the couple who built the house) for almost 65 years, and its second—and current—owner grew up around the corner. In other words, this house has been loved for all of its life. Almost everything original to the house is both intact and in great shape considering its age, and aside from an addition on the back that can’t be more than five years younger than the rest of the house, there’s been very little renovation done to it.

Of course, this doesn’t mean I won’t be fixing stuff up! It’s been a long time since the walls got a fresh coat of paint, for starters, and then there are all of the little things here and there that I’ll want to attend to. My landlord is awesome, the house is awesome, the neighborhood is awesome, Albuquerque is awesome. I’m excited!

The past couple of weeks have been pretty insane while I try to rapidly settle in while not taking a break from work, but I’ll be jumping right in with new house posts starting tomorrow with the kitchen. It’s crazy cute, and I can’t wait to show you!

Oh, by the way, I know I still haven’t shared the makeovers of the dining room and kitchen in the house I just moved out of, but I promise I will. I’m very proud of the transformation that little house in Portales went through during my time there, and I’m happy I left it looking better than I found it.

Onward!