From the minute I walked into the house I loved it. I even loved all of the ridiculous wallpaper.
Then... we started moving. I slowly began to trade my love for the house, for fear and anxiety. I wanted out of our tiny condo for so long, I thought moving would be this awesome thing. I was wrong. It's big, and scary and a HUGE adjustment. I had no clue how much work and emotional moving can be. Who knew I needed to mentally prepare myself for this move?
Thanks to a very long conversation with my Realtor/old friend, I found out my extreme anxiety and buyer's remorse was par for the course. Thanks to her reassurance, I have relaxed... and yes, started working on the next renovation project... the tiny pink potty!
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The whole thing needs to be gutted! Except the super deep soaking tub. LOVE IT FYI: The room is so tiny, that it has a louver door! We are going to fix that first! |
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That filthy carpet was on the stairs for FIFTY years! 5.0. Fifty. I dry heaved when the carpet people pulled it out. SOOOOO GROSSSSSS!!!! |
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THAT is my mailbox! LOVE IT!!! Everyday the mailman scares the crap out of me. I'm sure someone is breaking in. |
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