In the interest of helping you invent a NEW AND IMPROVED NAME FOR MY BLOG…(click on that to go win yourself up to $75 in Amazon gift certificates!)
…..I have shared with you where the old name came from here. (there really IS a garage door on my ceiling)
Now, I will share some pics of where I am headed.
The new digs.
My fresh pad.
The much more modern (seems to us) mansion.
Our happening homestead.
The sheik shanty.
My au courant abode.
The fantastic fortress.
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Without further word play and in no particular order………feel free to just skim pics—the words are for my journal………blah, blah, blah….
Can you make out that cut out in the ceiling? The guy was a master sheet rocker or something and this house was his masterpiece. There are more of these and all sorts of cool nooks and crannies all through the home.
That is my piano room to the right.
My old upright and new-to-me baby grand will go in here.
Someday there will hopefully be furniture too.
We have decided that we will only buy furniture with cash so it may be a long wait.
I promise the rest of the tour will not have such long narrations.
Except maybe this one.
We have to talk about these doors.
These are what captured my heart to begin with.
I want to be buried with at least one of these doors.
Can you see that little bit of closet door there on the right? Yeah, that's a normal size door.
My main floor doors are all these extra tall, beautiful, magnificent…
well…doors.
The builder had them shipped in from Canada.
Amen, Canada, amen.
What’s that? You’d like to see a close up of the door handle? Well, I just happen to have one!
I think we have all been edified—let’s move on…
This is Bean’s room—the wallpaper is still there but the desk is not. She has a cute little walk in closet.
The guest bedroom and closet.
You have to understand.
I do not have a closet in my room right now so I may or may not be obsessed with closet’s.
Next up—our bathrooms. As Jess so astutely pointed out---we can all simultaneously sit upon a “throne” at the same time! I am overcome with the sheer awe and joy that this realization brings. After 1 bathroom for all of us for 15 years---potty party people! The downside—all those potties to keep clean. Sigh.
Here are just 3 of them.
The upstairs guest bath…
A cute little half bath across the hall that I can’t get in enough to get a pic.
Then the downstairs main bath—I so love this one—needless to say, so do the kids….
And then the downstairs guest/half bath…
Then there is the master bath (tomorrow) and a half bath in the garage and a full bath in the shop/man cave. Holy toilet palooza Batman! The cost of toilet brushes alone………..
Thanx for looking—Part 2 tomorrow and don’t forget—the contest ends on September 22nd!!! Link at the beginning of this post! I’m off to pack more boxes. I have been forcing myself to pack at least one box an hour, no matter what the strain to my psyche or body. This is rough stuff people. Actually, I think I’m just going to go check if our insurance covers fire. There is always that dang accidental forest fire going on around here……………
