Wow, when we were looking for an apartment last summer, it was bru. tal. Anything decent was snatched up in a day, or like, more expensive than our future mortgage. Really even gross apartments were flying off the market.
"Recently remodeled" did necessarily mean they'd updated anything other than paint since 1975.
"Cozy" often meant "I'm actually a studio apartment with no dishwasher."
"Charming" often meant "I smell like mold and don't bring a baby over here because yes, those are lead paint chips all over the pet-stained floor."
Anyway, now that we're, barring anything crazy, buying a house in the next month, we need to get rid of our lease. Don't worry, I listed it last night and got nine (9) calls in 24 hours.
People have been laying it on thick! Complimenting my decorating choices, telling me sob stories, offering us more money than we've asked for, sending thank you texts a-la-smitten girl post first date, the whole thing.
I think the rental market is just as bad as it was last year!
So I went to log on to my blog tonight and, oh what's this, it's been removed??
Heart attack. I have had this blog for three years and it would be so sad if it really were deleted. Haven't backed up in a while and I've got to do that!
Turns out there was some suspicious activity on my email...so...sorry if you got a sketchy email from me, especially if we haven't spoken in years and seeing my name conjured up all kinds of memories for ya. (I also need to tell you all that the first time I typed that sentence right there I typed 'expecially.' What am I, someone who doesn't know how to spell?)
And sorry if you got a sketchy blog comment from me.
Let that be a lesson to all of us - make sure you're in https:// when you log on to your accounts, and use a strong password! Heck, go for 2-factor authentication if you think you'll always be able to have your phone with you when you log on.
There have been so many discussions in Blog Land about the perfect gray color. If we end up with the house that we want (that would be the short sale, affectionately referred to several posts down as "gross honey oak"), I want gray as the everywhere color - hallways and "neutral" areas since I love a cool palate and the carpet in that house has kind of a gray tone.
House*Tweaking dedicated a post to Benjamin Moore's Edgecomb Gray. I think I love how it contrasts with those nice white mouldings. Not "hospital gray," but definitely not boring beige.
How much do you love this house? I just saw it over at Ten June, who saw it on Young House Love. Notice the IKEA treasures here, making me believe that real people live here.
(a little note...my home internet hasn't worked since Monday, so when I say "today" in this post, it means Monday.)
I have been listening to Carly Simon’s Moonlight Serenade album today.
Oh, have you heard this album? If not, you are really missing out. It reminds me of this Tony Bennett album my mom had when I was little. The Duets album. Do you know that one? Well it’s good too. But I love Carly Simon’s rich, easy voice dripping all over these beautiful songs like melted chocolate.
Try this one. I would like to turn it up loud as I cook dinner. It’s a very “Sabrina” vibe. That sounds much more Zen to me than explaining to yet another person at my insurance company that no, we do not own the blue Toyota anymore so will you please stop charging us for it? Pleasandthankyou.
Because dealing with sinus infections and lingering colds every other month is not such a Zen experience,
I have been really enjoying dairy-free ice cream.
It’s come a long way, people. I only wish so much of it wasn’t soy. Can we do this with other beans? If we can’t, no matter. I will take the glorious, decadent peanut butter zigzag cup of joy. Thank you Smiths for stocking foods for wimpy milk-free people like me. If you, too, have re-acquired a milk allergy, try this one. You will think at first that it will surely lead to your next bout of bronchitis, but I promise, there’s no dairy there. (That's Purely Decadent Peanut Butter Zig Zag)
Because guilt about not recording my thoughts/feelings/story is not such a Zen experience,
I am blogging. I’ve been going through an identity crisis with my blog. I don’t know who she is anymore or how we’re connected. I do know that I miss blogging. Yesterday Mark was writing in his journal and I said to him, “can you just go ahead and write my life story in there too?” He said he would, then, “well, you have a blog.” Oh yes, and what a dedicated effort that’s been lately.
And, because waiting to hear back on a short sale is not such a Zen experience,
I’ve begun gathering images of rooms to re-create in our new home. Whenever we do get it. I’ve found some great design bloggers and I keep them on my left sidebar. Please, cruise them early and often. A feast for the eyes is in store for all who partake.
For example, today on Emily A. Clark, I found this. How perfect would it be to find out that the Billy bookcase dimensions are such that I could put a few side by side and have them perfectly take up an entire wall with no awkward space on the sides? And I’ll definitely be doing this perfectly orderly gallery wall with family shots. (image from this post)
