DISCLAIMER: This entry has nothing to do with reading, writing, reference or librarianship... it's just the only place I could think of where I could easily display these pictures.
We have previously established that I am no longer unemployed. Consequently, I am also no longer living with my parents. I decided, when I moved into this new place, that I would paint the entire house. It's a very small house, more like a cottage, but still I underestimated the amount of work it would take (I am not finished actually, but I'm as done as I'm going to be for awhile). I also did not anticipate that I would change my mind about the color, repaint half the house, change my mind again, have a complete freak-out breakdown, and then decide I was okay with the new color after all. Fortunately, there was no photographer present for the middle part, so the screaming and crying went undocumented.
It goes without saying that I couldn't have done this without the help of some very good friends -- as well as my parents, and of course, my cousins who own the house. All photo credits go to my friend Cassie -- who also did more than her share of painting.
|This is the front door, and the alcove which is part of the living room.|
|This is the color green I thought was going to be Sage, but came out Neon Lime.|
|It's hard to tell from the picture, but believe me -- the greens are very different.|
|This is the dining area, and kitchen. And the heater in the floor.|
|The dining area now.|
|The Kitchen, before.|
|The Kitchen, after. I only have 3 spices in that spice rack -- salt, pepper and cumin.|
|Here we see Bella staring fixedly at the fridge, which she has learned to open.|
|The bedroom, before. I didn't think the bed would fit...|
|But it did.|
|Evidence that I did some work. This part was unpleasant.|
|Evidence that I had help. Also, this is the office -- before.|
|The office after. Those are only a fraction of my books.|
We are settling in, the dog and I. It's definitely been an adjustment. Bella is not a fan of the heater in the floor, nor the noises it makes. I am not a fan of her opening the fridge for a snack at 3 AM. Living downtown is great though -- and I see more of my friends now that I'm more conveniently located. I have met several of the neighbors, and even helped one catch a rooster which had escaped its pen. That was not an experience I expected to have in this (sort-of) urban setting.
Anyway, there you go -- my new place. In the picture above, I am sitting on a futon. That's where the guests will stay -- though you may have to share it with Bella.