Happy weekend everyone!
We have added a new tab at the top called “our house”. This includes floor plans of the house as well as some pictures we took before we moved in (low quality (sorry!) but they get the job done). We refer to an app in there called “Magic Plan”. The app was free but it cost $3 to actually download the floor plans. It has been so neat to play with. You just stand in the middle of the room and spin around tapping the screen each time you get to a corner. Somehow in the magical dreamland of apple the app knows how far it is in between each corner (seriously we were within an inch everytime). Crazytown. We didn’t build this house obviously so we don’t have blue prints. This is our version…it’s nice to have around even for something so simple as knowing what kind of furniture will fit.
Speaking of furniture…We bought a table tonight that “requires assembly”…we all know how I feel about this but I do like this piece of furniture for what it’s being used for. Blake wanted a table in the man cave that was:
1. Bar stool height
2. Had storage
3. Big enough to work on (2 monitors and room for a mouse)
4. Sturdy (we accountants like to bang our head on the table from time to time)
5. Enough room for comfy bar stools
6. Must not be ugly (of course only I care about this)
That’s a lengthy list for a bargain table and I was having no luck at the usual spots. Well, tonight we found something that fit all
5 6 qualifications so we sprung for it. Blake never asks for things…especially furniture so when the man wants a table I am going to give him a table! We are putting it together tomorrow morning so I’ll be sure to show you our new addition. Oh and the employee said “just look at the pictures…the directions make it worse”. GREAT. I love that advice. Probably instructions put together by the same people who manufacture pocket doors.
I found a place today. Well, sort of. I’m not sure if I found heaven on earth or the beginning of a horror movie. I had to drive to GA today for work and I was searching for something on my gps when suddenly a place called “Old House Salvage” popped up. UMM …..(!!!!!!) add as a via point immediately. Here I am on an old dirt road relying completely on my gps and the good Lord when I arrive at this beautiful house with another house next to it slam packed full of old doors, sinks, mantles, etc. all salvaged. I’m pretty excited but not too excited to notice that I’m the only person around. At all. I tip toed up and peaked in the open door feasting my eyes on a decadent buffet of old house bones, called out a quick hello, paused for an answer, and then ran back to my car before I could be killed. I mean, I’ll be honest with myself…there probably aren’t many horror movies that start out with a girl who is completely obsessed with houses and old house parts/history/things. There also probably aren’t many people who would use those things to entice young girls into a trap but it could happen!?! Point is. A) I watch too much TV and b) I’m going back. Of course with my man by my side.