A Barn from 1922

So I bought a house...?

More correctly, my husband bought a house.

Well, I mean his name is on the deed, but hey, I’m paying for this thing. And this thing is proving to be a beast.

Our house was built in 1922, but it was very recently remodeled. It was used as an office building for many years, which we can definitely tell by the 183 phone lines that are littered throughout the house.

The house is essentially divided into two parts.

Part One: the Historic Rooms. 3 rooms upstairs with gorgeous hand-painted, barrel-vaulted wood ceilings, a big old fireplace, single-pane hinged windows that open with a latch, and hardwood floors.

Part Two: the Remodeled White Rooms. The residential portion of the house (which may or may not have always been such?) is the entire rest of the house. All of the walls are stark-white and awfully textured. The rough, scratchy, if-you-fall-against-the-wall-you’ll-probably-cut-yourself kind of texture. Some of the texture has been smoothed (I will post about the bathroom later), but even the banister on the 3-way stairwell has been spray-painted the awful bright white.

That being said, the whole house is fantastic, quirky, and very well kept. It technically has 4 split levels, and there are quite a bit of stairs to be taken if you ever want to get anywhere. Perhaps the biggest quirk is that the kitchen is located in the basement! It makes a bit of sense, since the only open areas of the main floor is occupied by the Historic Rooms. We have a hunch that we may not be allowed to change certain parts of the house because of this, as certain historic parts of the house are definitely not in the greatest shape, mostly the windows. If anyone knows anything more about rules for historic houses, I would love to know!

Stay posted for more adventures at “the Barn”, as we have affectionally christened. Why? Because my husband, our 5 roommates, and I, along with a few other scattered members, make up a group called the Nerd Herd. So yes. We are a herd. That lives in a barn. A 100 year-old barn. We are very cute.