I feel like a homeowner. Well, more like a homerenter who is into rennovating a pad she doesn’t own.
Here is the place I moved into:
It’s two stories, with a basement apartment. A Consultant named Jay lives downstairs, I share the first floor with a Nanny named Annula, and Karen the Writer lives upstairs. And although we are all in the same house, we rarely run into one another. I have a separate entrance and basically stick to my studio area.
The great thing about house living is 1) free use of washer/dryer! AND 2) having a front and back yard. Toby loves running around here, he’s been helping my landlady with her gardening (ie digging in the mud and trying to bite the water coming out of the hose). The yard is quite the fixer-upper, I tackled mowing the lawn (which was heavily overgrown and covered in tall weeds). It looks much better, but there is still so much work to be done. I also painted my bedroom - Bonnie and I had thought a light green would look nice. Celery, we called it. When I went to Home Depot I selected “Lettuce Alone.” [Tangent: what the hell is up with paint color names? Lettuce Alone? Seriously? It doesn't even make sense!] I thought it would be perfect, but when I started painting, it really occurred to me perhaps Lettuce was a little too green. Yeah, I know, what am I even talking about. Basically, I ended up mixing some white it to try and achieve my own homegrown Celery color. As soon as I get a camera, I’ll let you know how it turned out.
What I really took away from this weekend is that fact that I want to buy a home. Soon. As much as I love renovating this place, I want a place of my own. Where I’ll be able to enjoy the changes I’m making on a more permanent basis. But for now I will have to settle for my temporary fix.