As my husband likes to say, “Now that we have no children at home, we live in the largest house we have ever lived.” This is a true statement. Our home is called the “Roembach” house and is in the Park Place/Fairview historic district. Probably this house was built probably in 1908, although the old Wichita Directory has the Roembachs here as early as 1906. The family wasn’t one of the old “established” families in Wichita so there is not much information about our home.
It’s big. I often forget how big it is until someone new comes by and and their eyes get large and they remark on the house. Andrew estimates it is around 4000 square feet, which may or may not include the yucky basement. The bedrooms are on the second floor, but several decades ago someone opened up the attic to a third floor.
Our grandchildren call it “theirs.” We are going to “our” floor grandma! And honestly this is a great “grandma and grandpa house.” An Edwardian foursquare, it has beautiful stairs off the foyer and very narrow and steep servant stairs to the kitchen. When they were younger the grandkids would run circles from one stair case to the next.
The third floor really is “their” floor. I have neighbor who turned her attic into the cutest area with iron twin beds and antique quilts and antique toys and her grown grandchildren still want to visit.
A couple of years ago, Andrew built triple bunk beds into one of the dormers. It sure beat the mattresses laying on the floors that we had had for several years. We have created a reading nook and their is a large tv for watching movies and playing the Wii. Andrew and I use the space in the meantime to do yoga most every day of the week.
Today, I got up there and organized. Recently I have taken up several small boxes and baskets of craft supplies and stuff. It needed to be put away and straighten up. Now no one will be visiting until Christmas, so I did put up the Christmas decorations while I finished up all the Thanksgiving decorations downstairs. (That is for another blog)
Today, I made the bed with brand new quilts bought from the First United Methodist Church quilt auction. There are two different groups of quilters that make beautiful quilts each year and sell them to raise money for the Religious Nurture Center (which is a ministry for developmentally disabled adults) and for our Downtown Alive Television ministry. I have wanted old fashioned quilts for those beds and I bought three, PLUS a Frozen quilt and pillow case. They look great!
So the upstairs is all relatively organized and Christmas decorations are up.
There are actually more, but I didn’t take any more pictures. It felt good to get that space ready, to clean it up, make the beds and think about when the family will be here and I will hear laughter and probably a little yelling from the third floor.
Fun, like many things is relative. I don’t really like to clean, but I like having this done and ready. I probably ought remind myself of how good it feels to get things done, particularly those things I dislike: putting up old things, re-organizing, cleaning. In the end it feels good and I am grateful