So, finally, a house tour. As you might recall, David's house burned down in the Four Mile fire a little over two years ago and it's finally finished being rebuilt. We were not living together at the time, but I was there on the day of the fire and can vouch that it burned to the ground. I can also vouch that the new house is much, much nicer, not only in terms of just better design and better furnishings and schtuff, but also better because it is our house now, rather than just David's house that I lived in.
That's the beauty of home owner's insurance: if your casa incinerates and your insurance company has to pay up you can prolly build a house that you wouldn't otherwise be able to afford. I should add here that a number of people who lost everything in that fire didn't have insurance, and David and I feel very lucky for how this has all worked out for us. (This is despite the incredibly difficult and time-consuming process of rebuilding with a contractor who is a #$%#$^%^.)
So without further ado, here is a tour of the house. I took these photos the day before we left for France, so I was constrained by some bad lighting and having a bunch of crap laying around as we got ready to leave.
David is particularly proud of the kitchen back splash, since he picked out the color. (It's a deep charcoal-y blue.)
Nikki's Nook, aka the breakfast booth and where I work:
The laundry room: (Woo-wee!)
The entryway, looking into the living room:
The guest bathroom:
The mudroom, complete with a doggy shower on the left and a doggy door straight ahead:
The living room:
|This was mid-laundry. My bad. And yes, we sleep on the floor. |
David spends all of our money on Popsockets so we can't have real beds yet.
So, again, I apologize for the crap lighting in some of these pictures. If you want to see more pics with better lighting just let me know.
If I had to sum up the house, I'd say: divine. It is absolutely the nicest home I've ever lived in, and the fact that it's only 12 minutes outside of Boulder is pretty fantastic. I'm not sure I really believe it's my house yet, actually, because I've been renting so long. It's also a little uncomfortable because while our house is relatively small--only 2,100 square feet or so, with three bedrooms--it looks pretty fancy and I think gives the false impression that we are $$$really rich$$$. I mean, we will be rich soon, when Popsockets goes big, but until then not so much. (I should add that compared to the average American household, we are, in fact, very well off. Just not (nearly) as well off as our millionaire neighbors who had an enormous house built just so their son had somewhere to live while attending the University of Colorado at Boulder.)
*On a completely random note, Lindsay Lohan in that Liz Taylor biopic = WTF? More importantly, Lindsay Lohan = WTF?