Home sweet home sweet homo
Yay me!
I found a place. After an exhausting search high and low, near and far, I stumbled upon a lovely place just a few blocks from where I live now. I won’t need to change dry cleaners; I can still stumble home from the Eagle, and since this place is on the 3rd floor of a walk-up, expect me to have an ass like a marble statue in no time at all.
There are a few drawbacks. There is no parking, however the building across the street has garage spaces available (maybe next month) and it was kind of a dump. Let me clarify. It was a dump. The former tenants were not the tidiest of people. They were, however, boozers, as exhibited by the fifty or so empty bottles of booze lining the area above the cupboards in the kitchen. The floors, once cleaned should be very nice. Currently, they suffer from several areas of black “goo” and other sundry items covering them. The bathtub is a lovely shade of brown.
The management company is going to paint and clean this place before I move in. I will do the same ensuring it is up to my anal retentive, compulsively clean requirements.
I get the keys next week.
So now the question is…
Should I go the trading spaces route and have an accent wall? I think not.