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Pregnancy, paint colors and pigsty...
Sep. 12th, 2008 07:22 amSo, now that morning-noon-and-night sickness is relatively controlled and fatigue has been gotten used to, insomnia has raised its ugly head. She's missed three days at work this week because she's waking up after four hours and can't sleep until another six have passed.
I've decided the kid will be grounded for the first year as punishment.
In other news, the front sort-of-bedroom, which I originally wanted as studio space, will be the nursery. It is attached to the main bedroom via a small, small room with a sink, so it seems appropriate. Unfortunately the now-nursery has to this point housed my architecture books, which must now reside in the ever more crowded studio. So a nearly complete reorganization of the studio is underway, including finally trying to integrate/separate all the crap I hauled out of my studio space at school in June. Joy.
The now-nursery had been, in addition to my own private book nirvana, the guest bedroom. That will now be upstairs. This makes sense, as the upstairs area has a bathroom (with a toilet that backs up at the mere use of the words "toilet paper", but a bathroom nonetheless). However, it was also the private domain of two teenaged girls, and apparently one terrible contractor. The floor, baseboard, moulding and detailing up there is at best amateurish. I'd like to just rip the whole thing out and start over. (They painted over old tongue-and-groove beadboard! Several coats!) This won't be happening due to a) budget constraints, and b) we are lodging friends from the Bay Area in about four weeks. So the new guest bedroom is being painted to accept the guest bed, and the old colors are gradually saying goodbye.
Also, the now-nursery was once a dentist's office, apparently. The floor guy spent no small amount of time digging amalgam filling material out of the floor. ("You don't need Mercury in your floors.") When we bought the place it was a very assertive banana yellow. I convinced my wife that yellow was still okay, with the intent that a gentler saturation would pick up the warmth of the morning sun nicely.
( Photos of old colors, new colors, and colors that aren't changing. )
For the record, the reasons I wanted the front room for my studio are that I'd be more connected to the rest of the house, and as you might have noticed it has North- and East-facing windows, so nice natural light in large quantities. Why didn't I get it? The windows mean little vertical storage space, a problem for me, and the connection to the rest of the house means she'd have to see my mess.
( Yes, I'm reorganizing, but really, this isn't far from its standard state. )
I've decided the kid will be grounded for the first year as punishment.
In other news, the front sort-of-bedroom, which I originally wanted as studio space, will be the nursery. It is attached to the main bedroom via a small, small room with a sink, so it seems appropriate. Unfortunately the now-nursery has to this point housed my architecture books, which must now reside in the ever more crowded studio. So a nearly complete reorganization of the studio is underway, including finally trying to integrate/separate all the crap I hauled out of my studio space at school in June. Joy.
The now-nursery had been, in addition to my own private book nirvana, the guest bedroom. That will now be upstairs. This makes sense, as the upstairs area has a bathroom (with a toilet that backs up at the mere use of the words "toilet paper", but a bathroom nonetheless). However, it was also the private domain of two teenaged girls, and apparently one terrible contractor. The floor, baseboard, moulding and detailing up there is at best amateurish. I'd like to just rip the whole thing out and start over. (They painted over old tongue-and-groove beadboard! Several coats!) This won't be happening due to a) budget constraints, and b) we are lodging friends from the Bay Area in about four weeks. So the new guest bedroom is being painted to accept the guest bed, and the old colors are gradually saying goodbye.
Also, the now-nursery was once a dentist's office, apparently. The floor guy spent no small amount of time digging amalgam filling material out of the floor. ("You don't need Mercury in your floors.") When we bought the place it was a very assertive banana yellow. I convinced my wife that yellow was still okay, with the intent that a gentler saturation would pick up the warmth of the morning sun nicely.
( Photos of old colors, new colors, and colors that aren't changing. )
For the record, the reasons I wanted the front room for my studio are that I'd be more connected to the rest of the house, and as you might have noticed it has North- and East-facing windows, so nice natural light in large quantities. Why didn't I get it? The windows mean little vertical storage space, a problem for me, and the connection to the rest of the house means she'd have to see my mess.
( Yes, I'm reorganizing, but really, this isn't far from its standard state. )
