So we're meeting with the seller's this weekend to discuss our flooring and appliance options for the condo. I feel like I've died and gone to home improvement heaven! Not only do we get to pick the color for the kitchen cabinets (we chose the "Sterling" package), but we also get to choose the hardwood floor finishes and talk about possibly getting ceramic tile floors in the kitchen and bathroom! The best part is that we don't have to do anything! We don't have to go to Lowe's and wander aimlessly down massive aisles, blearily looking at Formica samples and trying to figure out the square footage of our countertops to the cubic millimeter. We don't have to buy special tools to rip up the carpet to expose the hardwoods and then sand them with a belt sander while risking life and limb. But best of all, we don't have to live there while the work is being done and totally messing up our whole lives! (Trust me, that part sucks. My parents restored a house in Olympia to its orginal 1930s splendor and it was not a soothing experience.) No sirree Bob, we get to sit on our asses while the contracters buy the supplies, haul them to the unit and do the work. Then all we have to do is move in and sit on our asses some more. Sign me up!
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Floors and More
So we're meeting with the seller's this weekend to discuss our flooring and appliance options for the condo. I feel like I've died and gone to home improvement heaven! Not only do we get to pick the color for the kitchen cabinets (we chose the "Sterling" package), but we also get to choose the hardwood floor finishes and talk about possibly getting ceramic tile floors in the kitchen and bathroom! The best part is that we don't have to do anything! We don't have to go to Lowe's and wander aimlessly down massive aisles, blearily looking at Formica samples and trying to figure out the square footage of our countertops to the cubic millimeter. We don't have to buy special tools to rip up the carpet to expose the hardwoods and then sand them with a belt sander while risking life and limb. But best of all, we don't have to live there while the work is being done and totally messing up our whole lives! (Trust me, that part sucks. My parents restored a house in Olympia to its orginal 1930s splendor and it was not a soothing experience.) No sirree Bob, we get to sit on our asses while the contracters buy the supplies, haul them to the unit and do the work. Then all we have to do is move in and sit on our asses some more. Sign me up!
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