ob-sessed

Do I own a house? no.  Do I like to pretend, obsess, and plan?  uh huh.  What's the P.O.P. idea of the day / week / month?  houses.  furnishings. design.  duh.

I can't stop.  It's like a sickness and sitting in front of the internet all day is like an alcoholic sitting at a bar. 

Soooooooooooooooo many bee-u-tiful remodels and decorations and I've collected a large handful of blogs that just feed my addiction.  Every day.  A new post.  A new idea.  A new 'it' color.  A new project.  I. can't. stop. looking.

Of course I do not own a house, so I cannot partake in the sanding, priming, painting, sealing, but I dream and P.O.P.

My landlord just bought us a new toilet and it's nice and white and quiet and does what a toilet is supposed to do in a very efficient manner, but I hate it.  It's too tall, too narrow, the base is too big, and I'm sorry for the t.m.i., but it has such a little tiny bowl.  It reminds me of an airport bathroom toilet.  But it works great, so I'm not complaining, just further inspired to buy a house so that I may choose the toilet that suits my tastes and so I can look at it every day and think, 'I made a fine choice!'

We are still house hunting and I've fallen in love 3 or 4 times already to have my little heart broken, but I'm determined that again, I've found 'the one.'  She is a short-sale in a good UNM area, has 3 bd, 1 ba, garage (!), good sized kitchen, oak floors, open-ish floor plan, and a laundry room (!)  She is cheap, funky,  imperfect, and I suspect not up to code, but I want to live in her, love her, paint her walls, and plant flowers all around her :)  I like her because she seems structurally sound and bright and I just want to build on that without being in over my head.  

She doesn't even know I exist.............................we'll meet on Monday :)

Here's a litte sneak peak:

but again, I remind myself, "Rebecca, seriously, don't get your hopes up.  You could walk in and see that it's a real dump.  Keep your options open.  Don't obsess."

Nope.  Just sat 2 inches from the screen watching the 7 minute virtual tour video.  Can't stop P.O.P. 

I won't show you anymore pics because you'll think, "gosh, she's lost it.  what a shit hole" so instead I'll show you pics of what I hope this little stucco gem will evolve into:

good day!