I wasn't too crazy about the idea at first, but after a few months of living in a freezing-cold basement apartment with no insulation in the floors and some very hormonal upstairs neighbors, I was significantly more receptive.
We found our house in December, and after a week of thinking, we put an offer on it. Merry Christmas to us :)
{Then came that awkward moment when we had to move out of our apartment and we still had 4 days before we could move into our house....}
I don't know what we would have done without friends who let us stay in their house, use their truck to move stuff, keep our bed / dresser in their house, use their washer and dryer, use their tools, helped us fix something on the toilet, gave us a vacuum, etc. etc.
And of course, we can't forget all of Stephen's friends who pretended not to notice that he was, in fact, wearing the same clothes for 4 days in a row while his clothes were packed away somewhere and waiting to be moved into our house. We are so blessed to have such wonderful friends!
We quickly learned the following about being happy homeowners:
1. We have way too many things. WAY TOO MANY. But we still need more things.
So many boxen..... |
3. Styles change. Light switch covers do not always change as quickly.
4. Poop-colored paint is never a good choice. But at some point, at least one person in this world thought it was.
Luckily, we saved this room from its poopy misery. |
6. But the WORST choice. You can possibly make! Is putting up wallpaper.
Someone find the person responsible for inventing wallpaper, because, they need to be executed. |
8. Picking paint colors is haaaaard.
Especially when it comes down to a decision like this, I mean my goodness, what if you choose the wrong one?? |
10. Big windows are fun! If you can cover them. If you have yet to cover them, then it is less fun, because what is fun about having to wear clothes all the time when you're in your own house? Nothing.
12. Druggies exist, even in Utah. And one of them once stole a bottle of Bupivacaine from a doctor's office and hid it in the wood paneling in the wall next to the bathtub in the basement of our house.
I'll post later with more pictures as the beautification process continues. For now, all you need to know is that beauty is pain. Also, I will make a poem and some ice cream for anyone who will give me a dark brown kitchen table with 6 chairs.
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