We were, but was it that obvious?
When we moved into our house we brought with us only two sets of furniture: our queen-size bed (with no headboard or footboard, mind you), and our hand-me-down ice cream parlor-style dining table and chairs. We just didn’t own anything else. For months we lived with camping chairs in our living room because we just simply didn’t have any furniture. Eventually we bought a couple nice leather couches courtesy of Craigslist.
The dining set was the last holdout. We wanted to replace it, but knew it was going to be a financial investment and wanted to be sure we got what we really wanted.
I eventually decided that I really liked the idea of a table with benches, and set up an RSS feed search on Craigslist in Columbia, Kansas City and St. Louis. Around Thanksgiving we found our match. We drove through KC on our way back from Joplin on Thanksgiving night, piled all the pieces in the back of the truck and drove home looking like the Clampetts.
So, new dining set. It’s a little more tender than we anticipated, but we’ve decided we’ll just go with the beat up look and not worry about it too much. And we sold the old dining set on Craigslist. Of course.
Next up: on Sunday we sold the old gas range that we inherited when we bought our house over 2 years ago. Thank you, Craigslist, for not only getting what to us was a piece of junk off our hands, but also getting us paid for it. That’s a pretty good deal.
And speaking of buying the house, our many many many house projects are still in the works. Most recently Charlie’s been working on stripping the green paint off the front of the house.
That’s right. Green paint on a red brick house. Brilliant. You may notice that the CoMo Homestead graphic above employs a bit of artistic license.
The story is that basically they closed in the front porch sometime in the 50s, and since the front of the house was then inside, they painted it green to match everything else in the house. Everything.
Toilet seat, bathroom tile, kitchen tile, curtains, basement rafters. Everything. Thankfully they never got around to painting the other three sides of the house.
Charlie has finally perfected the technique of stripping the paint off, so I do see the light at the end of the green tunnel. But now we have to wait for the weather to warm up again so the paint stripper will work. Until then we’ll continue to live in our motley red-green blotchy urban homestead house.