Wondering why I stopped posting about the house? The other rooms aren't done. The kitchen is almost done. So very close. We have decided on the backsplash and are ordering it next week. Once that comes in, you will get to see it in all it's glory. The only thing left to do is update those 1967 double ovens. Know what I discovered? Double ovens ain't cheap. Even cheap ones ain't cheap. They are not a real popular scratch and dent item either. So, you get to see the double ovens.
And the leather finish countertops. What's not to be excited about?
As I sit and type, Bennie finally fell asleep and I have fabric in front of my computer waiting to be sewn together. She will have a window treatment besides the Roman shades I finally put up in her room after our last, ahem, incident. LMC will have window treatments, too-- with fun little white baubles for fringe. After that, other then hanging a few pictures on Bennie's walls (and moving a dresser in there once we get our furniture), finding a white shag carpet for LMC's- their rooms will be done.
I ordered new light fixtures and wallpaper for the pink bath. Knowing how much Husband detests the pink bath and how he has resolved himself to the lovely shade of Pepto-Bismol, I am rallying behind him and running with the pink. Pink and green wallpaper has been ordered that Husband has been assured he will not have to install. It's on me. He will have to build me a frame for the mirror, but he doesn't know that yet.
The living room will probably be the next thing after that. The sofa needs new upholstery. I had to return the other and am on the hunt for fabric I love... at a steal. A serious steal, because there will be nothing cheap about the cost of reupholstering that beautiful piece. Currently, it sits in our garage. Husband is allergic to cats and a tabby once resided amongst the pillows. No need to bring that sneeze machine inside just yet.
At some point, we will need to order master bedroom furniture and a master bedroom bed. At some point, we will need to fix our back bathroom with the busted tile. After those two things happen, and we put some more money back in the bank- only then will we talk about ripping out the canary yellow bathroom that is the master bath.
This house is 3800 square feet... on one floor. The portable phone can't go from one end of the house to the other without getting scratchy. The Internet needs a booster. It takes a good twelve seconds running to get from one end of the house to the other. Bennie can scream in the playroom and cannot be heard in the master bedroom. Like Rome, it can't be done in a day.