We bought our home in the city– an eighty-year-old urban haven for our little growing family. As we’ve been doing our spring cleaning and coming across all the simple, uh, pleasures of living in an older home I was inspired to write a few posts about the art of living in an older house.
There are wonderful quirks, and not-so-wonderful quirks. For example, our pest problem. For the two springs that we’ve lived here we’ve gotten a rodent in the house. This spring we’ve had more than one. We get them in the fall, too. We don’t, however, have them year in and out. I think they keep wondering if we’ve moved out yet.
We get some traps, and keep extra clean for a few weeks, and then they’re gone. This year’s guests aren’t gone yet so we’ve gotta stay alert.
It’s kind of creepy, but I think of all country women out on the farm who live with this kind of vermin and find it common place. It’s just the symptom of living in an older house, there’s nothing you can do to change it.
So, that’s my introduction to my series (every time I intend to start a series I only write one post, so I hope this is the exception) on our old house. I’ll also post about upkeep, gardening, the neighborhood, and if I think of anything else I’ll post about that, too.
Happy spring cleaning to all of you, on the Memorial Day weekend!
We have the same problem in our old house. Two in the fall, one this spring. EEK!