Eli and I spent the majority of the weekend working on the house. All the carpet is out, the tack strips have been removed (those things are EVIL) and staples have been pain-stakingly pulled out.
The Carpet-less hallway
Today I decided I couldn’t deal with smelling the carpets anymore so I started ripping them out. I’m not sure my back will forgive me for all the time I spent on the floor taking staples out of the hardwood.
Before:
So for the second time in my life, I’m being threatened with a law suit. This time is far more ludicrous than the first.
We met at the house last night to sign the final paperwork. The bank had given us an addendum that they asked us to sign. However, it had a clause on it that waived some of our statutory rights. We were uncomfortable with that, so we decided to cross that out and sign the rest of the paper.
Tonight we are picking up our keys. However, the bank we are buying the house from said that even though the house has been recorded as ours, they will sue us to get the house back if we don’t sign this addendum as is, waiving our rights.
I just want to figure out paint colors for the walls, I’m not really into this whole lawsuit business.
Maybe I’ll paint the walls Lawyer Lemon with Punitive Pumice for trim and Bureaucratic Bull Shite Brown for the wood.
I’m up to my ears in paint chips. We want to paint the living room, hallway, and both bedrooms before we take out the carpet. And we can’t move in until we’ve taken out the carpet, so I’m trying to figure out paint colors asap!
Do we go cottage, do we go bungalow, I still haven’t decided. I guess it’s paint and it’s not that difficult to change later.
So my question to you all is:
Do you let paint names influence you? For instance, would you choose a yellow named “daddy-o” or would you prefer a yellow named “pismo dunes” since you lived near the Pismo dunes? Limerick Lime or Asparagus? Or are you focused entirely on the color?
I’ve been reading Bungalow Colors: Exteriors, and House Colors: Exterior Colors by Style of Architecture along with about another billion books and sources for exterior colors. However, these two actually had a couple examples I liked!
I scanned them in using the scanner on campus which isn’t spectacular, but at least it works.
From Bungalow Colors, this is probably my favorite color scheme of all (it looks better in the book):
I’m changing things up around here. First up, changed the look of this place.
Secondly, I’m repurposing. Eli and I are closing on a house next week, and I promised the family news of the renovations. (It’s an older house that needs some love).
I’m also working on weight loss, and I need a place to babble about that at times.
And I’m still taking pictures now and then, so I’ll still be using this blog for that as well.
More to come!
We drove a lonnnng time yesterday but we finally made it to Tok. We drove through the Yukon, which ended up with us crossing the US border twice. The Yukon is true no man’s land. Even much of the highway is still a gravel road. The scenery is really beautiful, however. It’s different from British Columbia; it’s more tundra to BC’s alpine forest. We didn’t see much in the way of wildlife, other than this butterfly (which let me get rather close!). In the first 150 miles of driving, we passed 20 or so cars the entire time. I quit counting for the last 350 miles.
Today we are in Glennallen and I have REAL INTERNET. Which of course means pictures time.
Just a note that we have made it through the ferry madness. We took a ferry from Prince Rupert to Juneau, then got off that ferry and immediately turned around and boarded a different ferry to Haines. We arrived here last night and their internet is not free, so no pictures. We’re driving to Tok today, which will be the longest haul of the journey. After that it should be short drives, thank goodness.
We will be passing into Canada for part of the trip, so there is some hope we will find a Tim Horton’s along the way. Yummy sandwiches and the combo comes with a donut. Win-Win!
With the time change (AK is one hour ahead of California) and the fact that it’s light out until 11p or so, along with staying somewhere different every night and traveling non-stop, I have pretty much lost track of what time it is and even what day of the week it is. It’s a tad unsettling.
Time to get ready for the drive. 447 miles to Tok and not a whole lot in between.
I learned an important lesson about myself today. When a bear runs at me, I don’t scream, I don’t run. No, I freeze up in terror.
Now before my mom freaks out completely, it was a juvenile bear. Granted, this is maybe scarier because where the juvenile is, there’s often a mama bear. We didn’t see her though. Which…isn’t necessarily a good thing…
Another long day in the U-Haul, but the scenery was a lot better! We drove to Crater Lake which was just breath-taking. There was still a fair deal of snow which was amusing since I was running around in my flip-flops.