In the last post, I proudly evidenced our choices thus far. I should have known I was tempting fate. Shortly after that, our contractor (Is he ours? We can’t seem to get the details of the contract finally ironed out so work can actually begin.) pointed out our choice of fireplace stone would cost significantly more because it needed to be pieced together, rather than arriving in easily installed pre-fabricated squares.
For whatever reason, that triggered some need to revisit the carpet because, well, why not?
The end result:
Or, to get a closer look:
We also made a bit of progress on paint colors.
Mom would like a much ligher shade of Cyber Grape for one wall in each of her rooms.
Similarly, I want a lighter shade of the Pure Turquoise in my office.
Somehow, choosing shades of grey for the remainder of the house is not nearly as exciting.
Finally, we are starting to notice a slightly perplexing trend. We frequently stop by the house to make certain everything is as it should be. While we haven’t found anything that caused significant concern, we seem to find things we would not expect. First, it was the water heater letting loose a full stream of water at the front of the house. A second time, Spouse found one of the garage doors open. Nothing had been disturbed that we could find, but we’d guess it had been open for more than a day. This past Saturday, we pulled in to be greeted by these to exuberant individuals.
At first, we assumed that they were probably our next door neighbors’ dogs. They certainly seemed at home at the house, coming in the garage and finding a nerf ball that they bandied about as if it really belonged to them. The red one even dashed through the front door for a quick look around. From their familiarity, we assumed they would just meander to their rightful home. After a while however, when we realized that they were sleeping on the front step, we decided to investigate a bit more thoroughly. It turns out they lived .7 miles away, and their owner had been out looking for them all night after a horse broke their Invisible Fence. That is when we started to notice the chewed up faucet protector in the back yard and the now demolished nerf ball in the front yard. While waiting for their owners, they apparently occupied themselves by pulling out some kind of shrub by the front door and started to work on a second faucet protector. (Fortunately, I’m pretty sure I intended to pull that shrub myself so that worked out for the best.)
Although I’m glad they are back with their rightful owners, I have to say I enjoyed meeting them and am already wondering what will greet us on our next house check.