February 5, 2003

• the new carpet is in…thick, somewhat curly olive, more than plush, not quite shag.  we’re coming up on 2 years in one house, a record for us.  so, I guess we can begin settling in.  this is our fifth house.  surely it will not be the last, but we want to at least stay through the grade school years…changing schools is just so difficult, something the oldest is just recovering from.  too bad he’s the one we cut our teeth on.  I think the oldest is the hardest place to be…but then, I am the oldest.

  
  

  just a few more days till the daveno’s delivered.  the material feels like suede;  I think they call it microfibre.  it’s the 2 cushion version of this:

  
  

  

  
  

  then there’s the wingback chair and ottoman in this pattern (more tomato than burgundy, more teal than navy):

  
  

  

  
  

  we may have to rethink the room color.  it was supposed to be a dusty midnight blue.  now I’m thinking battleship gray.  the drapes are khaki and the woodwork is white.  the furniture legs are mahogany, the table is cherry, and the japanese screen is oakish natural.

  
  

  incidentally, this is the tv room… we compromised.  he wanted wall to wall, I wanted area rugs.  SO, we bought nice carpet, had the edges bound and laid it over the wood floors (think hundred year old distressed barn, EEEK) in the sitting room and the family room.  with the thick carpet pad underneath, it feels like walking on springtime tundra.  I won’t even need a yoga mat anymore…provided I can keep the cat from barfing directly onto it.  in fact it’s so soft the kids are preferring the floor to the furniture. 

  
  

  in addition to the downstairs, area carpet was added to the kids’ rooms as well.   mmmmmm…plushy toe surfaces.  the former tv room accoutrements (velvet futon and chair) will be relegated to the room of the boy, where they will serve as guest quarters and secondary gaming/movie seating.  the bedrooms upstairs are HUGE, two thirds the size of the footprint of entire house.

  
  

  while we were waiting for the carpet to arrive, the man built cabinets into the bathroom and the laundry room.  and there was much rejoicing (yaaaaaaaay).

  
  

  I realize this is totally boring…let’s just remember that this is my diary, m’kay?  PLUS, this will provide the backdrop for future stories of hot sex.

  
  

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  it occurs to me that my new davenport looks an aweful lot like the thinking chair.  sigh… I miss Steve Burns and his bad bad hotness.  I’ll be your love-squirell, Steve.

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