Crocodile Tears

Big moves this weekend. We painted the living room and I love it. It's been a roller coaster of emotions, going from loving it to hating it and back again, but finally ending on loving it. It just makes everything feel more like our home. Enough words, more pictures.

Crocodile Tears

That's the color! It's kind of a greenish/tanish color that looks different in every light. (and yes, the name is crocodile tears. i don't get it either.) And now for some before shots:

looking toward the kitchen

standing in the kitchen, looking toward the living room

and the after!:

looking toward the kitchen

standing in the kitchen, looking toward the living room

hi jeff

love the floors with the new color

And now to really give you some perspective here is a shot of this room from when we did the home inspection, before we painted and after:

Besides painting we also finally moved a lot of stuff that had been hanging out in this room and taking up space (like the broken cabinet the contractor might have forgotten about...) so that also makes it feel a lot better. We also got some paint for the kitchen, which is the next step. It's a much, much lighter shade of the same color so it will go with the living room but be a lot lighter. Now that I am on this earthy color scheme, or our "grown up color" as we've been calling it, I have to get some new accessories. More neutral colored throw pillows, vases, blankets etc. instead of the bright colors of my old stuff.

And now a question. Should we paint the air registers the same color? or leave them bright white? or get some other kind? Any suggestions welcome!

seventh wonder of the world

So a lot has happened in the past month since my last entry (oops), and some of them have been good and some... not so good. Let's start with the not so good first because that always makes for better stories. In about mid June the shed that we ordered from Sears was finally delivered (along with all of our new appliances, more on that later). We were so excited to finally have somewhere to store all of our tools and supplies and get all of that stuff out of the basement. One day after work Jeff started putting it together all by himself. By the time I got there he had all the walls up and we *just* had to put the roof on. Well that took about 2 more hours before we had all but the last roof panel on and then walls started coming down and we decided to walk away for the night before things turned really ugly. The next day Jeff's very nice friend, Brandon, came over to help out. It must have been the extra man muscles because they popped those things on in no time and pretty soon we had a shed! Or "The Seventh Wonder of the World" as Jeff liked to call it. We had the lawnmower and all of our tools in there and we were loving all the new room we had in the basement.

This is where I would show you a picture of the pretty new shed in the yard, but I don't actually have one. And I never got the chance to take one because the shed is already dead. Remember that big storm that blew from Ohio right through DC? It picked up our little shed and blew it to pieces. We weren't living at the house yet when it happened but when we got there the morning after the storm we saw the pieces piled up in our driveway. We now know that we have very nice neighbors who will pick up our pieces of shed from the middle of the road and neatly stack them for us.

So imagine this shed:

In this spot in the backyard:

And now imagine coming over to your house to find this:

We realize things could have been a lot worse, and we luckily had power at the house after that big storm, but it was still pretty sad/frustrating.

Here are some more pictures of the damage just for fun:

this is our neighbor's yard, with a big tree branch that fell on the furniture set she put out to photograph before trying to sell it...

So the seventh wonder of the world was gone in about seven days. And all of our tools are back in the basement!