Well, I finally received my acceptance letter to the University of Illinois Chicago on Friday. Lee was in New Orleans the past few days for a Business Psychology conference. So when the letter finally came I had to wait to open it until she called me back. Biscuit, Gravy and I sat on the couch looking at the letter intently, trying to decipher meaning from the size, shape and weight the way a child handles all the packages under the Christmas tree.
Last night, we went to Cafe Ba-Ba-Reeba to celebrate. The food was absolutely delicious. I should try to make it into medical school once a month or something.
Lee and I have started to discuss paint colors. We recognize that the vast whiteness of our new place is a little overwhelming. Despite the way that it may appear the place is retina-blinding white. Our plan is to paint 4 weeks from now and move in 5-6 weeks from now. I think there is something about loft-style spaces that demands bold color choices. I have been looking at the other units for sale in the building. It amuses me the number of people that bought a unit at auction, painted, staged and then put it on the market +$100,000 list price. Here is an example of a virtually identical unit that converted the den area into a third bedroom.
Anyone have a painter's ladder we could borrow?
-JohnMark
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