Our House

Wesley and others asked why I hadn't posted any pictures of our house. I guess I should have done this on the first blog post, but here it is anyhow. I'd like to post more of the interior, but the place is vacant of furniture or any other normal household belongings that usually make a house a home. Besides, the house is nothing to show off. The floors are all linoleum (yes, even in the bedrooms) and the walls are even more gross, lined with fake wooded horrific wall paneling. To make matters worse, the woman who lived here before us painted the kitchen cabinets (which you can see part of in the photograph) a disgusting turquoise. To accent these ugly clearance painted cabinets, she painted the kitchen wall an even more vomit-like turquoise. I wake up every morning to get my coffee and am blinded by a sea of blue and green puke. Even Wesley, a guy who will sleep in a rat infest $15 dollar a night motel, thinks that the inside of this house is an abomination. Nevertheless, we have plans in the works to give it a "whole lotta love."
Today, we went to McCoys, like your local Home Depot but not as cool, and checked out potential paint colors that may rectify the horridness that makes up the inside of our little place. Our next door neighbor, Susan, also works at McCoys as the Assistant Manager and will probably hook us up with a deal on the paint. She even told us she had a gallon of cream colored paint at her house that we could have if need be. Everyone is so willing to help us everywhere we go. Even the floor girl, Jessica, told Wesley he was welcome to borrow her power washer if he needed it for the outside of the house. I'm really liking the perks of a small town atmosphere.
After McCoys we headed over to Mitchell's, a small shop that sells mostly new furniture and carpet. We had heard from a couple of people at McCoys that Mitchell's sold used carpet. We desperately need carpet for the floors at the house. The owner, Mitchell himself, told us that years back they sold used carpet but no longer do so anymore. We inquired about the pieces of left over carpet we saw on the shelves but I could tell that both Wes and I weren't excited to shell out money for this kind of stuff. Mitchell then told us about the old carpet that is put up out by the dumpster that was up for grabs. We took a look at what kind of carpet was out by the side of the building waiting to be picked by anyone, if not taken by the garbage man. I wasn't optimistic, but the carpet turned out to be just the correct size for the living room, and a mix of neutral colors with no stains! We packed the rolled up carpet in Wes's truck and headed home. We rolled it out onto the living room, it was almost the exact size, a little more than we needed, but more is better than less...in this case anyhow. Wesley trimmed the edges with a box cutter. Next thing on the list will be to vacuum it, or even better, steam clean it.


Your Moment of Zen:
This is what Wes and I do every evening. We read the Wall Street Journal, together in the kitchen, just like this.