Our old mauve house needs a lot (A LOT!) of work. Sadly, I don’t have a lot of time. It’s quite the conundrum, that’s for sure! The biggest question (now that much of our stuff is finally – finally! – put away): where to start? There are a whole lot of options.
There’s painting. Which room? Take your pick! Pretty much every room in our new (to us) house needs a severe repainting. Including ceilings. And trim. And doors. And (in the case of our second floor) floors. True story. We have here the potential for a complete repainting of every single surface in every room. Daunting? Absolutely. But it’ll look awesome once it’s finished.
I particularly despise the dark mossy green colour in our living room and dining room. It’s not terrible, but it’s just not “us”.
(Please pardon the off-centre star!)
Then there’s the flooring situation in our kitchen. Remember this?
Yep. That’s starting to drive me a wee bit ca-razy. However pulling up many many layers of kitchen flooring could potentially be a monumental job. Am I ready for that sort of work at this point in old mauve house home ownership? I’m not sure.
And then there are the lights that all need to be changed. This one (which currently resides in our living room) is of particular concern…
Looks harmless enough, right? But the electrical connection is completely wrong. Wrong wrong wrong. And having a random chandelier in a location where a chandelier wouldn’t normally appear (rhyming not deliberate!) is a bit of a nogging-bonking hazard for those who are a wee bit on the overgrown side. Yup - Sweetie (my 6’4″ slightly taller than most awesome hubby) keeps whacking his head off the silly thing. And unless Sweetie starts wearing his hard hat around the house, I’m pretty sure the living room light will be replaced with something flush-er (is that a word?) very soon.
Or, we could just surrender and agree to be held hostage by a little ugliness for now, and concentrate on the holidays. Afterall, Christmas (according to a friend’s recent facebook post) is only six (SIX!) weekends away. That’s six weekends that will likely be filled with parades, decorating, baking, shopping, and general merriment. And, really, who has time for painting and reflooring and new lighting and such when there’s so much festiveness and happiness and awesomeness going on. Not I (says the girl in the reindeer-patterned pajamas!) I have pompoms to make and Christmas cookies to bake and a new (sorta ugly) house to make all pretty and Christmassy. :)
That said, we need new curtains. Desperately. So one minor pre-holiday, low-effort change may be abreast: there may be a trip to IKEA in my near-ish future, in search of new, less hideous, window treatments (to replace the sheer/too short/ridiculously ugly curtains that the previous owners left behind.) Which would feel like progress (and likely make our neighbours pretty happy – I’m sure they’re getting kinda tired of watching me dance around with the cats in my living room every night after work) (it’s weird, but the kitties rather like it) (and Irwin, despite his shyness, sure knows how to boogie.)
Yep, new drapes = easy and rather quick progress. And a little cat-dancing modesty. K. Let’s start with that.