Today, I hung (hanged?) up the last two pieces of artwork in our new apartment and as such, I christen it officially DONE. It only took us 3 and a half weeks, but hey, better slower than all hell than never. Would you like to see?
When you walk in the front door, this is what you see…
To the left is the living room. On one wall there are a few (hundred) DVDs.
And on the other wall is our brand spanking new couch. It’s like a giant red teddy bear. Seriously, I could live on that couch. Happily.
On the other side of the door is the dining room, also known as the staging area for the most dramatic cat fights.
The dining room runs into the kitchen, also known as the greatest concentration of new wedding presents anywhere in the house. I LOVE IT.
If you then went down the hallway you saw upon entry, you’d pass my Watermeter clock (which I love love love)
and then stumble into our bedroom. This is the view from the door.
The view from the front wall… (The answer to the question you’re about to ask is 11 pillows. It’s AWESOME.)
The view from the bed…
And our walk in closet, where only the classiest furniture gets used.
Further down the hall you find the bathroom…
with two sinks (thank God for no more facial hair filled sinks. Or sink. Slappy’s can be filled to the brim with his beard hair, as long as I don’t have to look into it, it’s GREAT for me.)
and one toilet, also known as kitten swimming pool.
And of course, on your way out, you’re likely to stumble upon two tired kitties. Because they have a knack for sleeping in only the least convenient places.
And that’s it. We’re home. Finally.