Prairie Landing
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Happy days, Ianqui and Super G have come for a visit. It's not a visit to us, strictly speaking, since they're here for a wedding, but they're crashing here so we still get plenty of q-time.
This week was all about painting the condo. No actual action was taken, just deliberation. The big question was whether to paint it ourselves or hire someone. Inevitably, our two driving motivations -- cheapness and laziness -- have come to war, as we knew must happen with homeownership. In the end it looks like we're going to compromise and hire someone to do the upstairs but do the downstairs ourselves. This all has to happen ASAP, before we move in, which has gotten to be impossible, so I finally had to call Tom the moving guy and beg off moving for another week. So on tap for the next three weekends, we've got painting, packing and moving. Woo-hoo!
Also, we've been dithering about how to paint the master bedroom. We could leave it all white, but that seems kind of boring. All the colors have problems, though. Bright colors are too dark. Pastel colors are too wussy and unlikely to match anything we ever own, since we never buy anything in a pastel color. Blue and purple are too cold. We thought long and hard about a bright, golden yellow, which has none of these problems, but rejected it. I can't link to the exact color, but I had something like this in mind:
Nothing matches our comforter. But we never make our bed anyway, which means what you usually see is a bunch of hand-me-down, holey blankets that are 4 mismatched shades of green and blue, and of course nothing matches that.
The latest theory is that the great big windowless wall will be cherry red, the rest will be white, and we'll get red window treatments to match. Which means we've got to get our asses in gear to pick out the window treatments and the paint, because we can't change our move date again. It's all kind of scary, though, because if we don't like it, it's really gonna suck to have a wall that's 14 feet high and cherry red. And what the hell kind of pictures can you hang on a cherry red wall?
Any thoughts?
This week was all about painting the condo. No actual action was taken, just deliberation. The big question was whether to paint it ourselves or hire someone. Inevitably, our two driving motivations -- cheapness and laziness -- have come to war, as we knew must happen with homeownership. In the end it looks like we're going to compromise and hire someone to do the upstairs but do the downstairs ourselves. This all has to happen ASAP, before we move in, which has gotten to be impossible, so I finally had to call Tom the moving guy and beg off moving for another week. So on tap for the next three weekends, we've got painting, packing and moving. Woo-hoo!
Also, we've been dithering about how to paint the master bedroom. We could leave it all white, but that seems kind of boring. All the colors have problems, though. Bright colors are too dark. Pastel colors are too wussy and unlikely to match anything we ever own, since we never buy anything in a pastel color. Blue and purple are too cold. We thought long and hard about a bright, golden yellow, which has none of these problems, but rejected it. I can't link to the exact color, but I had something like this in mind:
Nothing matches our comforter. But we never make our bed anyway, which means what you usually see is a bunch of hand-me-down, holey blankets that are 4 mismatched shades of green and blue, and of course nothing matches that.
The latest theory is that the great big windowless wall will be cherry red, the rest will be white, and we'll get red window treatments to match. Which means we've got to get our asses in gear to pick out the window treatments and the paint, because we can't change our move date again. It's all kind of scary, though, because if we don't like it, it's really gonna suck to have a wall that's 14 feet high and cherry red. And what the hell kind of pictures can you hang on a cherry red wall?
Any thoughts?
