here you can see that linoleum that would drive me to drink if I weren't pregnant. It's days are numbered.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
the bedroom
here you can see that linoleum that would drive me to drink if I weren't pregnant. It's days are numbered.
waiting ...
Well, 1 week..... 1 week until we are the proud owners of a run-down tiny bungalow in the Catskills town of Spring Glen. It is a strange leftover of the past, before air travel was cheap and easy and escape from NY meant going north to the many bungalow colonies and resorts in the old "borscht belt" catskills. Our particular "colony" is tiny- only 12 bungalows, with a common building hilariously called "the Casino" and a pool.
I don't know if I am a complete weirdo, but I look forward to home improvement projects like a kid looks forward to candy, so this place is a veritable candy store. Mike has made me promise not to set off working on EVERYTHING at once, because I do tend to bite off more than I can chew, especially now that I am pregnant - I never have the stamina to finish stuff I think I do until it's half done and I am exhausted. The first project will be painting the exterior, which is a peeling mess, and soon after I'm going after my personal nemesis, the heinously ugly and worn out linoleum floors.
I don't know if I am a complete weirdo, but I look forward to home improvement projects like a kid looks forward to candy, so this place is a veritable candy store. Mike has made me promise not to set off working on EVERYTHING at once, because I do tend to bite off more than I can chew, especially now that I am pregnant - I never have the stamina to finish stuff I think I do until it's half done and I am exhausted. The first project will be painting the exterior, which is a peeling mess, and soon after I'm going after my personal nemesis, the heinously ugly and worn out linoleum floors.
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