People have asked me various times,
“Why don`t you do a room by room tour- of your new/old house on your blog?”
I guess the idea is, what are you hiding?
Well, a lot.
See, my first thoughts when people say that are:
1. It`s not that great.
2. Why don`t you show me YOUR house first?
Then, I started thinking about it and decided:
1. It would be kinda fun.
2. It`s a simple house, (ugly in places) sub par to probably 99.9 percent of my readers. but oh well…
I can still share my home with you…
Like I would do if you came to eat and drink with me. Which sounds really fun, btw. 🙂
I didn`t really feature shots of the whole room because I would rather show you little snapshots of my favorite things about each room.
Plus, I have a lot to hide. Taking close up shots will allow me to do that.
Here is my Galley Kitchen- so called because it is teeny tiny.
Itty bitty. Long and narrow.
When I wanted this house- the kitchen was a sore spot for my husband,
“You mean you REALLY want this house with the tiny kitchen?”
He asked me a million times.
Well, yes I do. I`m not a cook. I`d rather have a little kitchen- PLUS my own art room any day!
Ok, let`s start out with a few “befores”.
This is the way the kitchen looked the day the realtor took us through the house.
In the process of moving in AND taking off the cupboard doors to get them painted.
(Before) Oh and did I mention the place was FILTHY?
Well, it was. Not sure if you can really SEE on this faucet pic- but oh it was bad…
(Before) Yes. This is the fridge that “came with the house”.
Oh, wow- generous, aren`t ya?
I still remember the day I called my husband at work, the first day I showed up at our “new” house to clean and told him,
“I`m sorry but we have to burn the fridge”.
But after looking at it further, it appeared to be a rather newish fridge in other wise great condition (besides the filth).
So anyways- I put on some gloves, dumped bottles of strong cleaner into it, cried, used more Bleach.
I ended up tearing out the shelves, and throwing them into the back of our SUV, and (literally!) sneaking them into the local car wash to spray these shelves with a power washer.
Anyways- a story for another day…
(Before) This is what it looked like for a LONG time.
I have two little girls under the age of 2.
It was a rough time in my life- endurance wise.
Yup, still a long way to go.
Still waiting for the cupboard doors to come back from the painter`s shop.
I`ll show you my “after” snaps tomorrow.
I hope you can sleep tonight with all this suspense.