A Place of Our Own

We're finally moved in. We're not even camping out in the living room while painting our bedroom either. I may have considered keeping our bed in there but I think there is a rule against that somewhere in the what is socially acceptable rulebook. Probably it is right next to the rule about not having a bathroom right when you come in the garage door. {p.s. nothing we can do about following that rule.}The reason for taking over a week to get moved? Popcorn ceilings. Those babies were BEASTLY. I wish I had pictures of the mess that was our house for a week. When we saw the spray bottles of popcorn texture for sale at Home Depot we almost stole them just so we could destroy them forever. As a reward for reading my rant about popcorn ceilings, here is a peek at our house.

 
 Seashell sink=awesome.

 
 A knob replacing adventure is definitely in order.

Lots of Brassy goodness in this house

 
 If anyone wants to come over and lay on the ground and admire our popcornless ceilings its totally cool. I do it all the time.

 This is what all of our ceilings looked like.

Another picture for emphasis of grossness.

 

And the cutest part of the house! I just couldn't resist.