November 19, 2010

Beige and other signs of the End Times

We're getting our carpets cleaned. Like, you know, not just scrubbing away at the spots with a bristle brush until our arms cramp up, but actually professionally cleaned. It's a BIG DEAL.

See, while we have a lovely house and are fairly consistent in keeping things tidy and wiped up, the big stuff tends to slide around here. For instance, in the 6 years we've lived here, we've (love how I keep saying "we" when Kurt does all the work) painted two rooms. The backyard is graced with only the dream of a nice deck and the curtains in every room are the same ones that came with the house.

It's not that the rooms NEED to be painted; they're not nasty or peeling or anything gross. They're just beige (which some may consider gross now that I think of it). The curtains are just fine, not simple filler treatments left by the previous owners, but actual nice fabric. And guess what? They are, in the majority, BEIGE. The deck, well... that's a dream we speak of every year. The back "yard" is mostly gravel and retaining wall. Kurt has committed and researched to getting it built next summer, first thing, and I know it's going to happen now. He NEEDS it to happen, it's a thorn in his side. On that count, I am very excited for the actual completion of one of our home improvement fantasies.

We are not beige people. We are colorful people who eat outside all summer on their nice deck and sip wine next to the comforting glow of a built-in fire pit. It's just that all that takes TIME, dedicated, throw everything (including the kids! Watch them soar!) to the side and exclusively devoted TIME.

Opportunities like that just don't really seem to exist these days. I have trouble sitting down to just ramble on about paint and curtains on a blog, much less actually do the painting and curtaining. (Curtaining? Can I verb-ize that? Wait... verb-ize? My journalism teacher is wincing right now.)

For now, seems like we're just going to start from the ground up, literally. Clean carpets. Next year, a deck. With all that inspiration, who knows what's possible? I may even have a bathroom painted by 2012! Just in time for the end of the world. At which point, I'll probably give up on curtains all together. I mean, who cares about beige during the apocalypse?

On that note, my baby has just awoken and all things decorating will have to wait... again.

1 comment:

Lisa said...

Good plans!
We're still unpacking boxes.