I'm nearly to the point in rennovating where I don't care what else happens in this house as long as I don't have to lift a finger for it. I'm pretty sure that's how some of the folks on "Hoarders" began. I'm two steps away.
So today I hung some art and started to finish (oxymoron), my sewing projects in an attempt to get re-motivated (another oxymoron).
This evening my husband found me lying on the girls' bed (in one of the 2 rooms in our house that is painted), musing over the newly hung art and carefully placed accessories (which have been re-placed 13 times since this morning, and I'm sure not carefully), and I asked him his thoughts about our family photos, which I was hoping to take exactly right here, at our new home.
He broke it to me that he doesn't appreciate my "hobo" style as he swept his arm around the room. Apparently I'm turning our new home into just what the last one was (yay!). He wants something that "looks like money". We clarified that even though buying from Anthropologie means a lot of money, it's still "hobo". He doesn't want to send our photo out thus.
In the end we have no location, and he chose a suit and I've got the go ahead to wear something shabby so that we can both represent our own personal styles. Photos to follow, I guess.
Anywho, while I scanned the room I decided it needs a fabulous and bold rug. Unfortunately I know this will cost some serious dinero, no matter what you call my style.
These are what I'm dreaming of...
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9/22/2010
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*sigh*
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Labels: design, family photos, home, jason, marriage, remodel
7/02/2010
House Hunters
Heaven forbid we have to continue looking for a house. But this one fell through. . .
Our mortgage guy has a sign in his office that says, "No Reason, Just Rules." This place has our offer on it (for the asking price), as well as one even higher and it will be forclosed upon on the 12th of next month. NO REASON.
Heaven seems on our side because Jason and I were ready to build. EEEK! The Good Lord knew I'd be lonely when my children and husband left me because of my bad attitude. So it was this or that.
I'm no hippy, but I am fundamentally opposed to subdividing open land, especially when there are so many houses on the market. HOWEVER, have you seen these houses? After about the 70th one, my realtor's down to $5.00/hr and it leaves me wondering if I'm not normal for expecting to be able to stand up straight in my laundry room and guest bath, or for preferring not to have my guests walk into the basement of our house because there's no front entrance.
But if it's between commuting to my marriage and building a house on some corn farmer's field, the farmer's going to get the raw end.
So today, in a last ditch effort to rule out every home on the MLS in Utah County, we found these two gems. Either one would make me giddy!
Which would you choose?
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