Yesterday was insane, and my muscles ache in a good way. I had to get the house cleaned and boxes hidden because the realtor was coming by to take pictures.
I've barely been writing for the last thirteen months since I've been trying to get this damn house on the market. However, as Tiffany says in Blood Magick, Murphy is the one true god. So many things went wrong that my friend Ro calls the last thirteen months a "comedy of catastrophes."
But my new stove is very pretty and bakes a mean lasagna!
P.S. There's a brand new American Standard toilet in there as well.
The fireplace normally doesn't have my plants on it. It has gas logs, and does a nice job of heating up the family room on those rare cold days in Houston.
(Poor empty bookshelf though! Harry Potter has been packed!)
The carpet's fairly new (we bought it in 2008). Like the rainbow afghan I crocheted? I had to cover the couch and loveseat. I bought them new in 1989, but they were showing the love from the multitude of dogs and kids that have used them.
He also decided his desk needed to be bigger, too.
And he absconded with and ruined my good leather office chair in the process.
(No, I don't hold grudges. *wink*)
I originally had painted the room Twilight Blue (long before I got pregnant) with Viking Blue trim and doors because I loved the colors. Cool, soothing colors.
Our realtor Norberto suggested (rather strongly) that it needed to be repainted to something neutral, aka Doric White.
Okay, maybe not so much. It looks better than the crappy blue-flowered wall paper the builders originally put in GK's bathroom. And look at that beautiful tile!
The walls are Inspired Lilac with Bright White trim. Matching vertical blinds replaced the godawful Laura Ashley curtain.
But I won (since I paid for the paint), and the walls and trim match the master bedroom. Unfortunately, you don't get a good view of the lovely tile.
What's not on display are my collection of essential oils and candles. (And no, those won't be sold with the house.)
The only room that wasn't photographed was my office (originally the nursery). I still have a a dozen half-packed boxes sitting it there. Today's project is to finish cleaning out that room. I'll post pics of it on Monday.
Next week, fingers-crossed, I may actually be writing again! Yay!