All of these pictures were taken the day we closed and I was able to go to the house alone while it was empty. You know, get a feel for the place.
This is the view from our living room window and I took this standing inside. Our property goes to that tree line. Yum.
Let's not talk about the pool, 'kay?
The window in this picture was the window I was standing in front of to take that back yard picture. There is a window the same size on the opposite wall and the room is huge. 25' long I think.
My mother laughed her ass off when she saw the house. 'You just can't get away from peach, can you?' My old house was done top to bottom in peach and I eradicated it from the premises.
Now I have a house with a bubblegum pink bathroom AND our ensuite bath is done in PEACH tiles!!!
Karma. It's a bitch.
Okay, you're wondering why I would ever take pictures of a bathroom. Well, you might remember that my husband was threatening to tear it out so I decided I better get my 'before' pics.
Do you see the bubblegum pink walls?
Yes, the bathroom is extremely tiny. My plan is to tear everything out and turn the toilet against the long wall where the vanity is. Just tuck it in that corner and then get one of those dresser vanities that are so popular right now.
This one is cock-eyed but it might be because I was in shock over the paneling. This is the wicked, evil paneled room that I spend 50% of my day in. (Yes, the wallpaper in the hallway will be coming down but, prioritize, I must prioritize)
It's all decked out in our stuff now and Bob says he likes the room because he can watch his shows on TV and I'm on the computer in the same room.
Besides the paneling, and HELLO!! that's ugly, we need to get a couch or something because we have Bob's broken La Z Boy and the desk chair in here. The computer chair is not comfortable for watching TV and yes, I'll admit it even though there may be gagging noises - I need to snuggle with Bob when we are watching TV together.
That's it for now because I realize my photo taking skills need some updating. I need to take a picture of my ugly kitchen so you can all pat my head and make cooing noises to calm me.
Oh, alright, you can mock me.