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Fred called yesterday before noon to let me know that the realtor had called and said that the new owners – today’s the day we close on the old house and pretty soon we’ll only own one house THANK YOU GOD – wanted to know if it’d be okay to put an air mattress in the house and sleep there overnight. He told her it was okay with him, and when he told me that, I remembered that I still hadn’t gotten the vacuum cleaner out of the house.
This is not my beloved Dyson of which I speak, by the way. It’s some other canister vacuum Fred went to Sears and purchased when he was working on the stairs, because the Dyson wasn’t good at sucking up the dust or some shit like that. Some LYING bullshit like that, because my Dyson is perfect and awesome and it’s what I’ve been using ever since I got it moved into the house and it is perfection. The thing I hate about canisters is that that goddamn canister is always in the way. I don’t like the canister vacuum at all, but we paid way too much money for it to leave it for someone else.
I suggested that he stop on his way home to get the vacuum, since he was going RIGHT BY THERE, but he whined and moaned and insisted that I should just make the 40-minute round-trip drive so he wouldn’t have to.
I hate that goddamn house and I cannot wait to see the ass end of it for good.
Anyway, I told him I’d do it and hung up the phone and stomped through the house, swearing and telling the cats how much I hate their daddy (they agreed that he’s a bastard), then drove to the goddamn house and got the vacuum.
While I was there, I took the chance to snap pictures of the rooms. See, a few weeks ago the realtor called and said that the buyers wanted to hire a painter to come in and paint some of the walls before closing. In our realtor’s opinion, wanting to hire a painter was a good sign that they had no intention of backing out (not that we thought they would, but there’s always that chance), so we let them go ahead and do it.
Let’s just say that the colors the buyers chose are… not really colors that appeal to us. The kitchen and living room are painted yellow, and it’s a pretty color, but I think it’s too bright and a tad overwhelming. I like the dining room colors, but the colors in the master bedroom, I don’t like at all. Also, when painting a room two colors, I thought it was customary to paint the top part the lighter color. Not everyone believes that, apparently.
So, pictures. Click on any to see the larger version.
The computer room. It’s more minty than it appears in the picture.
The spud’s old room. I call this color latte – it’s kind of pretty.
The master bedroom. I just… don’t know. Not my thing. Not conducive to a good night’s sleep, I’d think.
Fred’s old room. It’s extremely close to the color it already was, but I’m 99.9% sure it was repainted. A little more beige than it was, I think.
I like it, though I might have gone with a less bright yellow myself.
Love the color, but I think it would be overwhelming. Maybe I’m just easily overwhelmed.
The study upstairs. It’s another one that’s mintier than it appears. They seem to like minty green.
I have to say, the painter did a really good, clean job of painting. He even vacuumed the house when he was done, with my vacuum. I don’t know a lot of painters who would vacuum a house when they were done!
In honor of his late idol, Charles Nelson Reilly, Sugarbutt lets loose with a wacky laugh.