Amazingly, I found a bedframe I love and priced cheap enough to allow me to get a new mattress as well. It's a very simple wrought iron that I need to paint a pale café au lait color, and it's being delivered tomorrow. No more sleeping in the living room! I want to keep the frame neutral though, so that the bedsheets and wall colorings all pop as accents.
Speaking of which, the hallway is now going to be a light sage -- Behr Paints calls it "Dried Chervil" — and a deep amethyst purple. The light sage will continue up the wall leading into the sleeping mezzanine, complimenting my color scheme there. And there's one semi-hidden wall that I'm going to paint a Tuscan red. The remaining walls are going to be a soft off-white, or perhaps I'll paint them the same color as the bed frame, to blend it in. The natural wood definitely needs a coating or ten of poly, the closet door handles need to be changed out to something pewterish. My TV stand and night table could use a new coat of off-white, too.
Bought a chef's prep table of polished, bullnosed steel with a galvanized steel shelf, on locking casters. It's pretty awesome as a stand alone breakfast island and serves as separater of areas, as well as a functional piece full of tools and decorative touches. Best of all, it was mis-marked at $108 dollars and stands 30"D x 48"W x 36"H.
The bathroom is going to be one of the last, and probably the priciest project, if you include the distinct possibility that it will need an upgrade for both sink and toilet, mega shelving and storage, painting, and tiling.
The living room will just need furniture — hoping Dad's cordovan leather queen sleeper sofa does find it's way into my home, then perhaps a mission-style console table, side tables, and coffee table. More shelving and an entertainment unit, bookshelves. Not so much a project as the the bathroom, since it's about acquisition. All that needs doing is painting one wall, the rest are brick and window. Wish I could gild the fire door in real silver leaf.
Friday, January 20, 2006
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Addendum
Oh, before I forget! It seems like everyone I know and their mothers has a book idea. Meanwhile, I've been bitten by the "I-feel-I-have-a-book-inside-me" bug as well. Well, to be honest, I've had that feeling since college.
Seems like the opportunity has knocked, now I just need a reply. About 4+ years ago I met a nice person online and we started roleplaying in a ::gasp:: AOL chat room called "The Medieval Tavern." There my character met a nice and debonaire man, who is roleplayed by my friend Margaret. Our styles matched nicely and even when she confessed she was a woman behind the man, I just chuckled and told her the roleplay wasn't for "that" -- so we continued to develop our characters.
It was refreshing and different from GS4, no need to level characters or hunt or deal with idiots... oh wait, I take that back. I'd almost forgotten about the punk animes that came blasting into the bar with their guns, lasers, and ninja stuff. Blasted Rhydin rejects. It also gave me back some of the creativity in writing that I enjoyed, since most of our roleplaying actually took place on the boards. It's kind of hard to sustain a conversation when you have jerks running in and screaming all sorts of out-of-character stuff and spammers phishing you.
Anyway, I figure that we (Margaret and I, and assorted bit players) have enough material from the posts we made that it dawned on me... we have a complete bodice-ripper here! How about that? I don't expect to be the next Johanna Lindsey, but, it would be fun to be in print.
Seems like the opportunity has knocked, now I just need a reply. About 4+ years ago I met a nice person online and we started roleplaying in a ::gasp:: AOL chat room called "The Medieval Tavern." There my character met a nice and debonaire man, who is roleplayed by my friend Margaret. Our styles matched nicely and even when she confessed she was a woman behind the man, I just chuckled and told her the roleplay wasn't for "that" -- so we continued to develop our characters.
It was refreshing and different from GS4, no need to level characters or hunt or deal with idiots... oh wait, I take that back. I'd almost forgotten about the punk animes that came blasting into the bar with their guns, lasers, and ninja stuff. Blasted Rhydin rejects. It also gave me back some of the creativity in writing that I enjoyed, since most of our roleplaying actually took place on the boards. It's kind of hard to sustain a conversation when you have jerks running in and screaming all sorts of out-of-character stuff and spammers phishing you.
Anyway, I figure that we (Margaret and I, and assorted bit players) have enough material from the posts we made that it dawned on me... we have a complete bodice-ripper here! How about that? I don't expect to be the next Johanna Lindsey, but, it would be fun to be in print.
Yet Another Year Begins
The loft is taking great shape, although my bed is still in the main living room area. Finally, the freight elevator is fixed, so all the tenants can start to bring up heavy furniture again and I can order that new bed.
A month of washing the floors has produced dramatic results. The honeyed maple glows now, although the workers sure left their mark on them. Eventually they're going to need sanding and refinishing to make them blemish free. The workers were so careless; they sealed glue, dirty footprints, bird guano, and paint mistings in the surface. Wasn't too smart of them to do the floors BEFORE they reinstalled all 12 of our 5.5' x 10.25' windows, was it? I'm fine with keeping the character left over from when this was a mill, but not the nice little "additions" the renovating crew left behind!
The bathroom and the main foyer are finally ready to paint. I'm using a light sage and dark sage combination for the entry hall; and a garnet and medium grey for the bathroom with all white fixtures. There's some great rainbow travertine tile borders at Home Depot that will look nice edging the tub/shower surround.
The kitchen is almost complete, just looking for the right pattern in copper "ceiling" tiles to use as a stove backsplash.
This week I'll take down the 8' Noble fir and put the purple and white lights away, along with the purple, gold, and garnet balls. And the fiber optic angel! It was amusing to lie there in the dark and watch her wings change color.
Sitting around with Brandy one night, we started telling each other our horror stories involving school, friends, lovers, parents, etc. Currently two of her past affairs of the heart tracked her down at her new job and wanted to renew a relationship. That got me to thinking about those in my life that I miss (and one I don't miss).
Eric... whereever you are, I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy, but I hope you realize some day just how disrespectful you were to me and how much I deserved better. Maybe someday you'll apologize, if you feel like "manning up" and amending things.
Mr. T... you know who you are. So... a moment's hesitation apparently means missed opportunity? Oh well, the flirting was fun -- certainly made for interesting evenings. You'll never know just how wild I could have been!
Michael... I still care about you, you know. I keep hoping that you find/have found someone that truly deserves the wonderful person you are. I'd think you're almost perfect myself, but... there's that matter of shutting me out for answering a question honestly that was asked of me directly. So maybe it wasn't my best use of judgment -- it also certainly wasn't easy to sit there and hear how much in love you were with her, and then for me to listen to her go on and on ad nauseum about how she just doesn't feel that way about you and isn't interested in that kind of relationship with you at all, and how she doesn't want to hurt you but is enjoying all the attention she wasn't getting from Q. By being honest with her or honest with you, either way you would have wound up hurt -- and I would still be where I am today... missing you and our conversations.
RC... I miss you the most, and not just because I haven't had much time to catch up with you lately, but because it seemed for a while that even when I did catch up, you'd already pulled away for some reason. I was confused about how we could spend a year and a half or more conversing every night, and then... it just stops, but I will always treasure the moments we are together; past, present, and future.
Just a little introspection for the new year. Time to move on, eh?
A month of washing the floors has produced dramatic results. The honeyed maple glows now, although the workers sure left their mark on them. Eventually they're going to need sanding and refinishing to make them blemish free. The workers were so careless; they sealed glue, dirty footprints, bird guano, and paint mistings in the surface. Wasn't too smart of them to do the floors BEFORE they reinstalled all 12 of our 5.5' x 10.25' windows, was it? I'm fine with keeping the character left over from when this was a mill, but not the nice little "additions" the renovating crew left behind!
The bathroom and the main foyer are finally ready to paint. I'm using a light sage and dark sage combination for the entry hall; and a garnet and medium grey for the bathroom with all white fixtures. There's some great rainbow travertine tile borders at Home Depot that will look nice edging the tub/shower surround.
The kitchen is almost complete, just looking for the right pattern in copper "ceiling" tiles to use as a stove backsplash.
This week I'll take down the 8' Noble fir and put the purple and white lights away, along with the purple, gold, and garnet balls. And the fiber optic angel! It was amusing to lie there in the dark and watch her wings change color.
Sitting around with Brandy one night, we started telling each other our horror stories involving school, friends, lovers, parents, etc. Currently two of her past affairs of the heart tracked her down at her new job and wanted to renew a relationship. That got me to thinking about those in my life that I miss (and one I don't miss).
Eric... whereever you are, I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy, but I hope you realize some day just how disrespectful you were to me and how much I deserved better. Maybe someday you'll apologize, if you feel like "manning up" and amending things.
Mr. T... you know who you are. So... a moment's hesitation apparently means missed opportunity? Oh well, the flirting was fun -- certainly made for interesting evenings. You'll never know just how wild I could have been!
Michael... I still care about you, you know. I keep hoping that you find/have found someone that truly deserves the wonderful person you are. I'd think you're almost perfect myself, but... there's that matter of shutting me out for answering a question honestly that was asked of me directly. So maybe it wasn't my best use of judgment -- it also certainly wasn't easy to sit there and hear how much in love you were with her, and then for me to listen to her go on and on ad nauseum about how she just doesn't feel that way about you and isn't interested in that kind of relationship with you at all, and how she doesn't want to hurt you but is enjoying all the attention she wasn't getting from Q. By being honest with her or honest with you, either way you would have wound up hurt -- and I would still be where I am today... missing you and our conversations.
RC... I miss you the most, and not just because I haven't had much time to catch up with you lately, but because it seemed for a while that even when I did catch up, you'd already pulled away for some reason. I was confused about how we could spend a year and a half or more conversing every night, and then... it just stops, but I will always treasure the moments we are together; past, present, and future.
Just a little introspection for the new year. Time to move on, eh?
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