I didn't have time to write yesterday for today because I was too busy with Tessa's 17th birthday celebration, and this morning I have to show my mad cooking skills at breakfast for a bunch of girls, so I will have to be brief. That's right, I don't have any mad cooking skills. They will get pancakes. Anyway, I am going to write whatever pops in my head in the next few minutes. You really thought I did that every day, didn't you?
I agonized over my floor choices. Well, actually I agonized because I did not have many floor choices. The cabin is really a cinderblock building on a concrete slab that was once a shed of some sort. It has been made to look like a cabin with the addition of faux logs. There you have it: my secret is out. I live in a faux cabin on the trail. But the walls do not shake when people shoot guns nearby or it thunders real loud.
The floors are a mess of not smoothly poured concrete. Wall-to-wall carpeting was out because--do I really have to give a reason? No, I do not. Tile or wood could not be laid because of the extreme unevenness, so I just painted them the color of dirt. That has been a great choice so far.
I knew that I wanted some area rugs to act as floor doilies; you know, just to anchor areas and to make things feel a bit more cozy. Also, Jett likes to sit on the floor to play with his antiques.
And then I found them. And I instantly knew. There was no long drawn-out debate. Sold. It was the day I re-applied for a TJ Maxx card--for the ten-percent discount. I will cancel it soon. I promise, Dave.
And then I picked up a few more rag rugs from Ollie's. And I was happy, happy, happy.
Day 19: The colorful rugs make me smile.
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