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Ode to the Slanty Shanty!

I had a great idea. I’d been thinking about it for a while and since I was out of school and had plenty of time on my hands, I figured now was the time to redo our bedroom. It would be simple, throw up a few coats of paint, change the bed linens, the lamps, and POOF! Done! And it was so close to going just that way…

So here’s what we started with (please ignore the sample paint patches. There were seven of them, btw):

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Isn’t he cute? I kept trying to take pictures without him in them but he was in a hurry to move the furniture and wouldn’t get out of the way.

You might ask yourself…how does one come by getting Bengal Orange walls? Well, see, that’s a funny story. It happens when two people are standing in Lowe’s, having already picked out colors for three other rooms.

I say, ” What color do you want to paint our bedroom?”

Ross says, “I don’t care. What ever you want.”

Me, “No, really. What do you like? What do you want.”

Him, “I don’t care.”

Me, “Fine, if you don’t tell me what you want, I’m picking this!” Which just happened to be the color you see above.

Him, “Whatever you want.”

Me, “ARGH! Fine!”

I slapped that stupid palette down on the counter and got a few gallons. That, my friends, is how you end up with Bengal orange walls.

So after a lot of work…from Ross cause I was out of town the weekend he painted. And let’s face it, he would prefer it that way. I can’t paint and have actually been forbidden from painting. See that nice hacksaw jagged edge at the top. Yep, that’s me.

So, here’s what we ended up with instead:

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LOOK! It’s like adults live there. There are things on the walls and everything. The entire process was easy peasy with the exception of one thing. The LAMP SHADES. The lamps were just fine but the shades turned into the great fiasco of 2014. Who would have thought that two tiny little objects could have caused so much frustration, multiple trips to Target and all over town. I sure as hell didn’t.

The first set blended too much with the walls. This statement came from Ross by the way, after telling me several times he didn’t care about the lamp shades. Clearly, he does when the blend in with the wall color.

I took those back and got two more, which turned out to be two different colors. One white and one beige.

I took the beige one back and bought what I thought was another white one. Nope! Took that one back.

Then Ross took a stab and bought a replacement shade. He thought that one was white. NOPE!

So we took both back to match them. Well, they didn’t have any white ones so we gave up and got the silver ones you see in the picture above. I don’t even care anymore, i have muted light and that’s all that matters.

Who Remodels a Laundry Room? I do! That’s Who!

So let the tears, swear words, and gushing blood commence! That’s right folks, we’re remodeling again.

For several reasons, we’ve decided that it’s time to tackle the laundry room/closet. Mainly because our clothes are now in three different rooms, the washer and dryer really need to be replaced (especially the dryer which started making weird noises a few months ago. – The damned thing sounds like i’m drying a brick as it tumbles around and around the cylinder. I’m not of course, but the racket is ridiculous.) I would also like to be able to see when I get dressed in the morning. Right now, I can’t see shit since most of the time since Ross is still sleeping. To prove my point, the other day during a break in class I discovered that I did – in fact – have my underwear on backwards. I couldn’t see the tag and definitely didn’t feel a difference with the lace cheeky panties. But there you have it. I need to be able to see in the morning and if my clothes are in the laundry room, GASP, I would be able to see and put them on correctly.

Our first decision was…”We need a new wardrobe.” That quickly morphed into:

“Do we need to paint?” 20843744

“What if we replaced the utility sink with a real sink”20843444

“We’re going to need a new washer and dryer soon. You know, before we get blown the fuck up.”20843444

“Maybe we should replace the door too. Have you been on the fire escape lately? Anyone could kick that thing in.”20843744

“Well, damn. Now, where are we going to store shit?”20843444

And yes, i’m very aware that I’m the only one swearing in this conversation.

This is going to be a longer process than I would like. Mostly due to the fact that we are poor and can’t afford a new wardrobe unit, plus the washer/dryer, and sink replacements all at once. What this means is that one half of my laundry room is going to be AWESOME, while the other looks like shit for a little while longer. Maybe I can convince the ‘rents to help out with the W/D purchase as part of my graduation/birthday present…here’s hoping! And yes, I do expect presents for all major life events. I don’t care how old I am.

Then there’s the door.   20140116_192541  He’s right though. That thing doesn’t look very safe.

And the sink. 20140116_192536 Classy…I know. Don’t judge! The last owner was an artist there are a lot of things in this house covered in paint splotches.

Here’s my conundrum.  The previous owners painted the register! A vintage brass register and they painted it…LIME GREEN! 20140116_192552 I don’t think there’s anyway of salvaging it or even restoring it. *sigh*

So, let’s end this on a positive note with some positive affirmations. I am not going to fuck anything up this weekend! We can do this on our own! This will not cost us a small fortune…

Yeah right! How many trips to the hardware store will we make? 6? 10? My bet’s on at least 8. We’ll see.