It’s been a pleasant, mostly lazy summer week here at Chez R. Mr. R. again had the week off and we enjoyed the time, running a few errands and pulling off two major projects.
Yes, we’ve lived in this house for five years. So maybe it took us five years to find drapes we liked. No, actually, we finally just bit the bullet and decided that anything was better than the old vertical blinds that came with the house.
When we moved in, there were ancient used-to-be-white plastic vertical blinds that someone had painted RED on one side, matching the RED accent walls that we painted over a couple of years ago.
Introduce the crummy plastic slats to years of sun damage and one 85-lb land shark, from the street they looked like the grin of some deranged snaggle-toothed six-year old.
In addition to the drapes, we rearranged the living room/dining room, essentially swapping places. That doesn’t sound like such a major project except that it was much like trying to work one of those little plastic tile puzzles, sliding this piece that way so you can slide the next piece…
The end result is that we have lovely drapes and the nasty verticals are currently sitting at the curb. And, I am now writing at my awesome new roll-top writer’s desk rather than at the kitchen table. I pretty much feel like I’ve arrived.
In celebration of this week’s accomplishments, Mr. R. and I found ourselves at Yardhouse for a little mid-week dinner date.
And that’s were I heard this song. You were waiting for me to get around to the song, weren’t you? I forgot how much I love Jackson Browne. Here’s a live version of Tender is the Night.
Hopefully, you’re enjoying this hot (tender) summer night with the one(s) you love. We’ll be here marveling at the difference in our humble abode.
Happy Saturday night!