LadyGypsy.net – the blog of Kimberly Dowd of New Jersey

Congrats Joe from Stratford! I was at Home Depot!

The store’s playlist really boggled my mind. I thought that a home improvement store would have more…manly…music. (No offense to the Wandering Minstrel or any other guy who digs girly power ballads.) I was expecting George Thorogood, Bruce Springsteen or the Rolling Stones. Music that would inspire someone to take up his power tools and “git-r-done!”

Instead, I get easy listening. Oh well.

Had to take the picture down because of some rule against advertising an agent outside the permissible arena of real estate advertising or something like that. No biggie. It still lives on Flickr anyway. Hm…does white type show up in newsreaders?

WM and I have spent the last 2 Saturdays and last Monday night trying desperately to get the house ready to show. BvP is off in Greece for the month with his new lady, so we’re handling getting it staged and ready to show. I did get to use a Dyson vacuum (apparently, I can be replaced with an archaeologist and a $500 household appliance – I keed! I keed!) and it was…just okay. Sucks as much as my cheapy $85 vacuum. Sucks! Ha! The second house showing was tonight. (crickets chirping)

The days are flying as the 35th birthday looms ahead in September. But I do have 2 WDW trips on the horizon (Inner voice: Shouldn’t you be…um…saving for a new house?) And I’m happy. Amazing the surprises 12 months can bring to a girl.

I’ve been waiting for you…

I wanted to give you a bitty update on where the apartment stands. I mentioned before that it’s starting to look like a home. I’m actually proud of my little living room/kitchen now. (Bedroom’s still pretty Spartan. I’ll focus on that next)

So..welcome!

Wait…something’s eerie here…

Eeek! Not really my apt number, naturally. I’m a bit smarter than that. Not much, though, since any of us an be easily found online anymore.

Birthday gift from the aunt and cousins. I hung this mofo up myself. I had to put anchors in the wall to do it. I won’t tell you how many holes are behind the thing. Dead pet remains are top-shelf items here. The beanies, I suspect, will eventually give way to other things. Maybe some more dead pets if some orange cat doesn’t stop staring at my sofa and flexing his claws.

Kitchen. You’ve seen it before. But now it features some new red things.

Looking into my living room. I have a sofa now!

The cubicals are from Target. That’s a 9-cube unit and an 8-cube unit. The red drawers are sold separately and hold files, extra picture frames…DVDs…porn…etc. As you can see, I still have the red piggy bank. And the lava lamp. And some Disney stuff. The bottom left cube is left empty for the prophet Elijah … or something like that. Eventually, I see these cubes holding books. The Picasso is from Bath and Body works, and I really need to pull that extra hook out of the wall. Seriously.

Misty and me and an incredibly blank other wall. I love my sofa. I really do. I was worried that it’d be too much red, but it’s balancing out the white quite well. Here’s my theory…since the walls are white and the space is small, I wanted things that butt up against the wall (the shelves, my computer table, etc) to be white or very light in color so that it almost blends in with the walls.

So thanks to wise spending and generous family and friends, my little drawer in this big human filing cabinet is growing more gorgeous by the day. It’s come a long way.

And now it’s time for me to jump on the sofa and watch Dancing with the Stars.

Maybe everything’s going to be okay after all.

(Oh…I’m supposed to be at my Philosophy class tonight. D’oh!)

Damn..the last few days have been absolutely craptastic. Anyway…

‘Zat is the state of the kitchen. Note the Cookies sign above the nook (yes, there will be a cookiecam 2006) and the red cutting mat and red paper towel holder. I’m so thrilled with how these red accents are starting to look!

Misty is loving the red ottoman. There are catnip toys all over the place, so both she and Charlie are perpetually stoned.

But more importantly, I now own a television. A HDTV, to be exact. Next I need a DVD player. You can see Misty’s reflection in the TV. The Great Gazoo is there to remind me not to watch too much TV and become a “dum-dum.”

This is my pride and joy. I decided to return the smaller table for the longer one so I could put my printer up. The chest of drawers is separate, and I love love love the red.

And quite possibly the cutest laundry room ever.