To - Ur

I am slowly but surely taking enough photos of our place to give you a glimpse into the place we call home for about 35 awake minutes in the morning and 3 hours at night.

I finally took a few photos but had to wait to upload them at work (since our little iBook decided to call in sick). So without further adieu, welcome to our pad. All three rooms of it.

This is the view out the front door. Lovely, non? You'll be pleased to know we have filled what was formerly a hole and this view with a deadbolt. I know, it was difficult to part with such a classy touch, but safety first. Although in our case, it was more like a few clocks/picture frames/shelves first and safety once we got around to it.

So then you come inside and you're standing heah - in the kitchen. It was renovated before we moved in - translation: if there is a mess in the kitchen, it's OUR mess. Ah, bliss.

Plus, the cupboard space is pretty much unreal. Which is good, because even with our cloth bags we normally try to take to the grocery store, our collection of plastic grocery bags is also pretty much unreal.
You're still standing in the same spot, but now you're glancing right. Oh hey! there - living room slash dining room... If you were here for real getting the tour in the flesh, I'd likely detail all my screamin' deals. Why deprive you now? You've already met the table (hello, again) but weighing in on the opposite side of the room are the free couches of 10th Avenue hauling fame and the FREE armoire we scored on moving day.
Also of note - the sweet-a clock we found at Jack's World. Most random store, probably ever. A distant and even more bizarre-collection-of-things relative to Big Lots (or MacFrugals as it used to be called in the days when I was SO sure my friend Lora would love that Mickey Mouse Club t-shirt for her birthday). Which meant (you guessed it!) a cheap and funky find. Right up my alley. Although I should probably point out - as Noah did to me upon purchasing - this is the fifth big decorative clock we own. Three are packed up in Utah (or hanging on my mom's walls...!) and two are here, so it's not like we have clocks on every wall. But still, a bit much I suppose - particularly for a gal who seriously dislikes the sound of ticking clocks.
And the table decor I pieced together at TJMaxx one evening. I wasn't so sure about the collection of things found on three separate shelves. So I did what any logical individual does - set it all up in the middle of the aisle so I could visualize what it may look like in our place. I mean, we try on clothes, don't we? It was working fine until what began as a quiet aisle filled with folks as I'm trying not to make a scene with my spread. I was still on the fence until one of them said, "I love it." And I was on the fence no more. Thank you, stranger, for your third party validation.

From the dining/living room, you come to our little hall with doors to the bathroom, bedroom and closet - one of TWO large closets! Can you tell where my priorities are? As a self-admitted no-clutter fan, a place for everything and everything in its place is my version of heaven. Oh man, I have a really boring heaven.

A few shots of the bathroom and an explanation of its contents...

Shower curtain - two trips to Target and the final cash-in of our wedding gift cards (I know, right?!) later, this baby was mine. How I love that you have a Target, Bronx. I don't care if it is obnoxiously located off the 1 train. I will walk home from 157th and Broadway with no straight shot a hundred times for you. Clock, garbage can and toilet paper roll - Marshall's and cheap, cheap, cheap.

Finally, the bedroom. These bare walls are SCREAMING for something, I know. All in due time. For now, let's focus on the hugeness of this room, shall we? Bed ($100), huge shelves (free!) and chaise lounge (free!) at a diagonal and still room for the women's gymnastics qualifiers routine. Probably.