So the plumbing fixtures and the front door.
Please don’t leave. Hang on. I promise this will get interesting.
Oooohhhh, no. It couldn’t be that easy. Or that boring. No, this place is a front door design center. As in, you design your front door. Your iron front door. We have seen iron front doors, which are usually pretty ornate and fancy-schmancy…and not our style at all. Fancy-schmancy doesn’t quite fit with the “come and set a spell” wrap-around porch.
I won’t tire you out with all the details, but we sat down with our designers and Door Man and drew up a sketch of what our front door will look like. It’s pretty cool.
Too cool. I’m totally stuck. We can’t decide which design to choose.
(the front door is right there in the middle – duh – with a narrow single pane window on either side.)
Tell me what you think. I thought I knew which one I liked best, then I looked at it again and changed my mind. So I’m a big ball of confusion and indecisiveness right now.
Next stop: plumbing fixtures. We got a PDF file of the “standard package,” which honestly, we were fine with – then one of the designers took us to the plumbing fixture showroom…I thought we were just going to see in person what they will look like, but no. We got to deviate.
Oooh, how I love to deviate. Heh-heh-heh.
So we switched some things around. That’s all. Here ya go:
But truly, if we can survive the last year with all the crap from the city and the land development and thinking we were sitting at a dead end and the only way out was a lawsuit…well, honey pie, I think the house-building part is going to be gravy. This is the fun part. This is where mama can sink her teeth in and spend all this imaginary money …which, of course, will not be imaginary – but it sure seems like it. Imagine walking into a showroom and someone says, “you have $9000 to spend! Go crazy!”
Fun. I’m just sayin’.
So there you go. The fun part is probably going to take a brief hiatus until we actually start building…which at this point looks to be sometime around March. But truly, after everything we’ve been through, I have come to a point where I realize that God already knows the exact date we’re going to move into this house, so any delays are not going to surprise Him – hence, a very good reason for me to seriously chill out. So I’m not worried. We’ll get there.
Tub sprayers and all.