While My Granite Countertops Gently Weep...
Somewhere in Virginia, my granite countertops are embarrassed for me...
Living with the gov loaner furniture--not the worst, but pretty bare.
At least I have my Dixie cup of wine. And my lamp that mysteriously looks melted. This picture is NOT the result of me taking pictures of lamp after drinking said wine.
OR #1...I keep expecting to find McDreamy here...oh wait, that sterile space is a kitchen!
Why yes, I'm glad you asked. The washer and dryer DO have to sit a foot away from the wall. Someone did NOT do a good job of venting. Aw, who wanted that extra 6 SF in this little place anyway? The laundry room is bigger than William's bedroom. Go figure.
Waiting for the dentist? Why no, that's our living room! Cozy, eh?
Welcome to the splendor of gov furniture dining...the best part are the bar code stickers all over each piece of furniture: PROPERTY OF US GOVERNMENT. As if I could forget...
The staircase. Each time I look at that globe, I am transported back to the 1980s. Someone send me a macramé owl to hang up. The bigger, the better.
The master bedroom, where "all the magic happens", right Hans? Ahaha. Not.
BTW, that thing in the upper lefthand corner is the air conditioner.
You already saw the exterior of the office (aka: master bedroom shower). Welcome to the interior, where we have grab bars all over and random towel rings. Two heights for the handheld showerhead: Mini Me and Shaquille O'Neal. No problems with pressure here, I'm pretty much guaranteed a daily flaying despite barely having turned the knobs. I quiver in fear to think of the enormous PSI of full-on water pressure!
What's better than two doors? How about THREE doors, all together: master entrance, master bath AND linen closet. All open onto each other. So if any of these doors are open, it's like shuffling cards to get to the door you want. They really should have put the closet in this corner too.
A better view.
I made a funny pancake, quite by accident...it made me laugh.
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