Archive for June, 2010

More painting…

Thursday, June 3rd, 2010

Look at those weeds grow. One day, some far away day you will all be landscaped…

In other house painting news, The Boy got the eaves and trim painted on the front porch.  The front of the house is so close to being finished. So very close.

You know what would have been a better idea? Painting before we installed the front slat screen. Damn you impatience and a lack of planning!

In other house window news, we just got a custom solar shade made for our big front window from Shades Shutters Blinds.com.

Our old awful mini blinds that were in the house when we moved in over two years ago finally physically fell apart and we were forced to get a roller shade custom made. Since the window is over 70″ wide it is just too wide to go with our standby Ikea Enje roller shades. We went with an inside mount roller with Siena 5% White/White (85-0202) fabric. In the end it came to $117 with free shipping. Ouch. Good thing most of the other windows are done.

Except for this one. Last one!

I can’t decide if I want to order another custom shade or just go with the standby  Enje. They are a little different (Enje is a little more sheer and has a metal rod) but since they are right next to each other and both look out onto the front porch I think it might want them to match. It will be another $62.50 for that bad boy compared to $24.99 at Ikea.

Well, maybe it might be worth just ponying up the extra cash so that they match…it’s only one window…

I can’t wait to get these stupid mini blinds out of my house forever.

Rocker

Wednesday, June 2nd, 2010

There is this guy offering reproduction rocker bases on my local Craigslist for $60 a pop. I wanted to switch up the bland base that was on my black Eames and the price seemed reasonable for a rocker with walnut runners.

We emailed, which turned into phone calls, which turned into an appointment to come by and check it out. When I showed up a few days later…well…it was a disaster. I called him on my way to his house. No answer. Called again. No answer. Got to his house (a good forty five minutes away from TBH) and knocked. Then waited for ten minutes. Called again and heard some shuffling and grumbling behind the closed door.

Slowly the door cracks open a few inches and this massive greasy swath of bedhead and two sleepy eyes peak out at me. I say, “Hi, I’m Morgan”. He says “Oh. OH. Yeah…those bases aren’t ready. I didn’t get around to putting them together. I had family over and just, uh, lost track of time.”

Seriously? What a dick.

“I can send it to you if you want. Uh, for free.”

What? Like in the mail? Like leave my cash with you and hope I get a base sent to me? No thanks, dude.

I left his door step in a disgruntled huff. He eventually emailed trying to make amends and offered to deliver it to me in Hemet. “Well, maybe not all the way. Maybe you could meet me by the freeway.” Again, seriously? Dick.

I told him I was just too busy to leave and meet him AGAIN. I had made time and driven to him once and now he needed to come all the way to me or not at all.

He came. He was disgruntled. I was disgruntled. Sounds like a perfectly appropriate Craigslist transaction.

Iggy loves that shit though. As soon as I screwed the rocker base on I wanted to take some pictures but Iggy refused to move his little seal pup butt. They match!