Coffee Table Declarations
Monday, August 23, 2004
My new roommate moved in this weekend and so far things are going good. After an entire month to myself, pretending I am rich enough to afford my own place, decorating and cleansing the negative energy from my prior roommate, it was time again for the whirlwind bonding experience that is getting a new roommate.
She arrived on Saturday with only two guys to help and a full truck to unload. I took one for the team and pitched right in carrying things up the three flights of stairs. Then she actually asked me to join them for dinner but I already had plans. Still, my old roommate never invited me to do anything so that was a plus.
Whoever lived in my apartment before thought it would be neat to put a picture frame on the door around the peephole, ala Friends. However, they had written their names on the frame in black marker and tried to paint over it in gold when they moved out. I don't know what they used to glue the frame on there but it's stuck for good. My old roommate and I had written our names in black marker to cover over theirs.
Sunday morning I went to the arts and crafts store, bought some purple paint, some silver paint and an ivy stencil. I plan to paint the frame purple with silver ivy and no more names. Surprisingly, I found myself wanting to find more objects to paint. The crafts store had lots of wooden boxes and things you could paint so now I know what I'm giving everyone for Christmas!
My new roommate brought a blender which I've been excited about for weeks. There she was unpacking and I'm asking, "so, um... where's the blender?" I had a spot waiting for it and everything. Fruit smoothies are on the way. She also brought a spice rack! I have so many spices but no rack and she had a spice rack and no spices! In another bizarre cosmic twist, her couch perfectly matches my recliner as if they were made in the same factory, on the same day. She is definately getting a painted wooden box for Christmas from me.
She arrived on Saturday with only two guys to help and a full truck to unload. I took one for the team and pitched right in carrying things up the three flights of stairs. Then she actually asked me to join them for dinner but I already had plans. Still, my old roommate never invited me to do anything so that was a plus.
Whoever lived in my apartment before thought it would be neat to put a picture frame on the door around the peephole, ala Friends. However, they had written their names on the frame in black marker and tried to paint over it in gold when they moved out. I don't know what they used to glue the frame on there but it's stuck for good. My old roommate and I had written our names in black marker to cover over theirs.
Sunday morning I went to the arts and crafts store, bought some purple paint, some silver paint and an ivy stencil. I plan to paint the frame purple with silver ivy and no more names. Surprisingly, I found myself wanting to find more objects to paint. The crafts store had lots of wooden boxes and things you could paint so now I know what I'm giving everyone for Christmas!
My new roommate brought a blender which I've been excited about for weeks. There she was unpacking and I'm asking, "so, um... where's the blender?" I had a spot waiting for it and everything. Fruit smoothies are on the way. She also brought a spice rack! I have so many spices but no rack and she had a spice rack and no spices! In another bizarre cosmic twist, her couch perfectly matches my recliner as if they were made in the same factory, on the same day. She is definately getting a painted wooden box for Christmas from me.
