f*cking blinds

New blinds in the 'den' (converted third bedroom).

I've got to say they look nice, but I managed to bruise four knuckles (that would be 'most of them') on my right hand thanks to a tight fit.

Almost done. Now we just need patio furniture, new soffit/facia/eves, chairs for the front porch, garage reno, better backyard lighting, floor refinishing, mud-room insulation, roof insulation, floor insulation (front bedroom), new kitchen counter, skylight shutter, new back door, new front door, window frame caps, window frame sealant, stairs, sunk basement floor, chimney cap, concrete repointing, new basement bathroom fixtures, basement ceiling drywall, basement firedoor, and a solution to the banana peel mystery.

Actually, I'm humerously overstating things.

We aren't actually that worried about the banana peels.

I now consider us officially moved in

We finally received the last of the new furniture: a couch for the 'den'.

It's not so much a den, really, as a bedroom with some shelves, a desk, and our new hideaway bed.

We were desperately worried it wouldn't fit because Carolyn did a swing by Sears and determined that there was a two inch discrepancy between the minimum dimension on the couch and our stairs. Fortunately it shipped without the legs attached.


woo hoo


A little scuffing later and we now have to live with that department store smell on the second floor for a while.