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What a refreshing sight to see that clean beautiful white slate for us to fill with happiness.
Good riddance gold!
I can’t wait to see what’s under that paper but, alas, that will have to wait until Friday.
new hardwood floors in the great room
No more brocade
Much progress on the new kitchen. Good thing since we are moving in today. 🙂
Music Room
Guest Room
I love the new chandelier. Much better scale.
Dining Room
Black instead of oak.. check
Master Bedroom
I love the new blue ceiling.
Looks like it’s time for me to get to work.
But first things first..
What is that sweet man doing now?!?!
We decided at the 4 hour house visit ( read from the first post for this story) to re-use the existing drapery hardware.
The house was filled with what appeared to be lovely custom made drapery even inner-lined with European bump. No problem… right?
I had an epiphany a week before move-in.
We never actually COUNTED the rings.
Well, well, well things are not always as they seem. The draperies were fake. They would open and close but apparently they were not actually pleated.
Meaning? Meaning that we were almost 300 rings short for the house and I was in a world of hurt.
I spent 2 hours the next day in Birmingham contacting every single wholesale supplier of hardware in the country but no one had that many rings in the correct size and color.
We finally worked our way back to the manufacturer of the raw rings and they agreed to ship what looked like a boat load of rings directly to the house where
“that sweet man” – you guessed it- painted them all.
Good grief.
Meanwhile this was happening inside.
The granite men are preparing to cut the hole for the faucet.
The painters are painting the backs of the bookshelves ( and a million other things).
Then these guys arrived to off load the trucks.
This was the place to be apparently.
Let’s get this show on the road.
Why, you ask, are we moving furniture into a house that is obviously not ready?
Well, the lease on the corporate apartment runs out this Sunday,  school starts on Monday and the family has been separated for 12 weeks.
They were ready to move in and it was up to us to make it happen.
Tomorrow, Day 2.
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