Buying your first home is blissful. You wake to the birds singing every morning and you actually enjoy cleaning and choosing what to hang on the walls. Then things swiftly change. You crack a tile, the dust never seems to stop piling up, chips in the paint result after a dinner party, chairs break for no apparent reason, your dog chews up the carpet on the very bottom step exposing its frazzled self to anyone who should find themselves in your entry way. The next thing you know your waking up to a broken-frazzled-dusty house to the sound of a dying bird. This might be an over dramatization but you get the idea...This week our faucet decided to give out (may it rest in peace). Or shall I say give up. It just became ill (by ill I mean spraying the water in one direction and refusing turning off), so instead of recieving a shower every-time I tried to do dishes I decided to purchase a new faucet. SPOILER ALLERT! The above photo might have given away what the new one looks like... It reminds me a lot of culinary school, it definitely has the industrial feel to it.
I probably should post a picture of the new faucet in action...
"Buying your first home is blissful. You wake to the birds singing every morning and you actually enjoy cleaning and choosing what to hang on the walls." Then 10 years goes by and you say "man, do I have to change the carpet, paint, etc already? Reality check, Love Dad
ReplyDeleteTen years?! We've only been here for a year and are playing that game!
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