so. this is what the living room looks like now. we primed the fireplace – I still need to paint it white and stain the mantle darker. also, the toy box is being made over and I’m making a cushion for the top so that when people are over, we can hide all the kid crap and make it a bench. and the tiles will be gone and the concrete painted dark brown. and I want to get (or make…?) some painted tiles and line the inside of the two cutouts in the wall that separates the living room and lounge. and one day I would like a purple couch. and we need a rug. and I need to hang up some stuff on the walls and make the beaded curtain for behind the TV. and we talked about replacing the sliders with french doors down the road. and I have a GIANT chandelier sitting in the garage that I want to paint green and hang up…but husband already vetoed that idea.
i fucking love this house.
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our home, in its current state.
this is what I’m calling the lounge – I guess it was originally intended to be a formal sitting room. So we knocked out part of the wall to open it to the living room and ripped out the carpet and painted the concrete. the plan for the lounge is to just be the room with the bar and record player and guitars and piano. We’re going to make some floor cushions and pouf things and hang curtains. I want to get a narrow wine rack for next to the book case, which needs some storage for all of our bar glasses and cards and what not. Old afghans for the chaise and lights strung from the ceiling. We need to paint the baseboards still. And build a giant bar and unpack some boxes and hang our metallic gold fringe behind the tv. (yes. another tv.) and I want to get a giant rug and throw away the zebra one…that rug and stella had a very intimate relationship for two very long years. It’s the first room you see when you walk in.
so, we should have just sucked it up and rented the industrial sander before we painted the concrete – so when we do the rest of the house, we’ll re-do this room. and we should have given another day to fully cure before moving in furniture, but we knew we would re-do it later, so whatever. it was the trial and error room. and even with a few imperfections, we love the painted concrete. love. and it’s going to look amazing in the rest of the house. right now the wall color kind of looks washed out with the white tile…but I love the wall color too. it’s a kind of grey/green tinted white, and we’re deciding which walls need to be accent walls and what kind of crazy shit I can paint on them.
also, we built a room, kind of.
the door needs to be painted black like all the other doors. also, I want to figure some kind of cool light. and I want to get a dresser/hutch with a mirror and put against that wall with the crap on it. and paint leopard spots all over it. and get a little rug and the closet door needs a big knob.
in time.
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we’re here. we’re home.
most of our things are still in boxes, but we have a place to sleep and we can find most of our clothes and dishes at any given time. but it’s a small semblance of normalcy. there are boxes everywhere. boxes full of things that don’t yet have a home, that won’t have a home until we build our pantry and renovate our kitchen. things stacked on top of one another, furniture awkwardly sitting in the middle of an open room. things that can’t be put away until other things are unpacked and found, which makes a bigger mess and just different things cluttering the counter now. switchplates that still need to be put up, trim that still needs to be painted. and sometimes I walk into a room and I’m completely overwhelmed because all of the things need to be unpacked, all of the projects that need to be finished and started, and B wants to play and the dogs need to be fed and the dishes washed and laundry folded…and maybe I should shower. But B is happy here, and the windows let in so much sun that we don’t have to turn the lights on during the day. and the girls can run wild out back for as long they please and they have a stack of blankets to collapse onto when they’re done…and a fireplace to sit by when the nights get cold.
despite the current chaos…this is home.
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