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It’s official. We’ve leaving Brooklyn. And we’re not leaving it for Queens.

We love New York. We loathe New York. We think that makes us typical New Yorkers. For years, we took the good and overlooked the bad. We paid an absurd amount of rent to live in teeny-tiny apartments with absentee landlords. We ignored creepers on the subway. We attempted to sleep through police sirens and fighting couples and crying babies and car stereos. We were in a cycle of moving to a neighborhood, watching it become filled with annoying hipsters, and then moving to get away from them. Or we’d get really stressed out by our jobs and our lives, and we’d fly out to the Caribbean to unwind (only a 3 hour flight from NYC!). It was all worth it, because we love New York. And then one day, we were kinda over it.

It became harder and harder to justify the amount of rent we paid for an apartment that was literally falling apart around us. The creepers were suddenly everywhere and more annoying than ever. Our neighbors brought home a screaming newborn. Our ‘hood suddenly became the next hot thing, and all the annoying hipsters we had just moved away from were all over the place. We thought about going to the Caribbean again, but it seemed like a really temporary fix.

That’s when we decided to move. Bradley was already spending a few days a week in Pennsylvania for work, so we started looking for houses in the area. Luckily for us, we happened upon a fantastic realtor — Daniel Young at Century 21 Killian— and he nailed it. He had us at “It was built in 1881.”

We love the look of old brick houses with their tall ceilings and wood floors. A back yard was non-negotiable. We didn’t want a cookie cutter house in the ‘burbs. We’d rather have something with character, even if it means doing some serious remodeling work. So, most importantly, we wanted a killer deal.  The less the house cost, the more we could put into remodeling it.

Fast forward to a couple of months later, and we are the proud owners of a 130-year old fixer upper. She’s all brick, with tall ceilings and hardwood floors lurking underneath some really hideous carpet. There’s a small backyard, which is perfect for our small dog. She needs some serious work, but we’re up for the challenge. I’m predicting a lot of trips to Lowe’s in our future!

21 thoughts on “About

    • Not yet, but they’re coming soon! We’re still in the process of moving, and getting a decent camera (erm, one that isn’t part of a cellphone). We’ll take pictures the next time we’re at the house — promise!

  1. Damn hipsters, they have over taken one of my favourite places in London. They already take over East London but still need more? Congrats on the house and leaving the big city behind. I’m sure I’ll feel like that some day.

  2. What a fabulous story you are starting!
    Your account of New York pulls at my heart strings, as I have only been twice as a visitor and left a little (ok a lot) of myself right there in Madison Square Garden. Wish I could have your experience to then feel this. Love the journey you’re on. Great blog x

    • Thank you! We’ve been NYers for a while now, and every time we talked about leaving, we weren’t quite sure where to go. Where does one go after living in THE city? Turns out rural Pennsylvania. We’re cool with that =)

  3. Love it. And totally relate having moved from London to Halifax, Nova Scotia (though not quite ready for the rural move – yet!).
    Really enjoying your blog – thanks!

  4. Hi,
    Love your points made. I ve only been in Brooklyn for a little bit over a year now and am still tolerating the high rent, the low value you get back when having a tiny weeny room, and the people you stumble across around certain neighboorhoods whom you wouldn’t even know they existed anywhere else (Williamsburg, Hipster, ugh! ;-) )
    I am glad to hear you moved out of here and that you can actually be satisfied at another place even though it is NOT the city. I hope that when I am brave enough to make your move I won’t be too disappointed in my decision, either.
    Cheers from BK, it will always be here, but quality life is elsewhere!
    Laura

    • Aww yay, a Brooklynite! You’ll know when you’re ready to move outta here. For us, it was after both of us had mini mental breakdowns because of our high-stress jobs and we had nowhere to go to get away from it all. We were coveting people with access to fresh air + back yard + room to spread out…and the next thing you know, we’re picking up moving boxes from U-Haul and driving up to the mountains. That being said, there’s nowhere like NYC and I hope you love your time there. We’re lucky that we can come back 2 days a week for work, so we haven’t fully broken up with it yet!

  5. Hi Leena,

    I really like your blog and have been following your house renovation. Can I just say that I’m a little jealous? Even though I know it’s all very hard work, it does look like a lot of fun. I can’t wait to see the final results. In any case, I wanted to nominate you for the Versatile Blogger Award.

    The rules, should you choose to accept the award, are as follows:

    1. Thank the person who awarded you and link back to them in your post.
    2. Tell 7 Random facts about yourself.
    3. Pass the award on to 7 new found (or old favorite) bloggers.
    4. Contact each blogger you want to pass the award on to and let them know you’ve done so, and let the giver of your award know you accept it… or not.

    All my best,

    Waefarer

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  7. Hey there, I just wanted to send you a note and say that I love your blog so much that I awarded you the One Lovely Blog Award. Congratulations! I received this award from a fellow blogger and as a recipient I had to award it to a few of my favorite bloggers :)

    You can read more about it on my blog, michelleswordpressyay.wordpress.com

    Congrats!
    -Michelle

  8. New York, New York. We love you, we hate you. I remember that feeling. I loved living near Central Park, and hopping on a train to get kebabs from Jackson Heights and sneaking them into the Bollywood Cinema there. I loved the Arab food carts on 6th Avenue. I loved walking everywhere. I loved going to Shakespeare in Central Park.

    But I did not like the person I became at the end of it, the one who hated being cut in line and reacted to it, or the one who cursed the tourists who got in her way in Times Square while hurrying to catch the bus. I also hated being the person who just couldn’t slow down.

    So, now, 6 years later, although I miss it sometimes I am not sad I left.

    • We’re in the same boat. We love New York, we just don’t love who we are when we live there. Some people get all lets-hold-hands-and-share-the-love after a few years in NYC; we became misanthropes. Still, it’s nice to go back 2 days a week and have the best of both worlds.

  9. I recently discovered your blog and love it — the crazy projects you are facing, the amazing craftsmanship and the writing style. I do feel the urge though give my 2 cents on the front door: PLEASE just sand it and polyeurothene it! I think the walnut will look amazing just by itself and I think painting it in color is a crime. You can always paint over it if you really hate it but I promise you you wont!
    Best wishes from Brooklyn and I can’t wait to read your next post!
    Sebastian

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