Rob continues to work on cleaning the stove and, to our surprise, the stove is white. I honestly thought it was cream. We’ve discovered that the wire brush on my dremel tool is good for getting the carbonized grease off–it’s like dentistry on the stove. I’ve got the shelves clean and am starting to unpack the kitchen. It’s a lot more open than our kitchen in Portland since we just have shelves and no cabinets, so I’ll have to figure out how to deal with dust on the things I don’t use as often. I’m not so excited about having to dust stemware everytime we have people over. A visit to Chinatown is in our future, I think.
We have enough stuff out of boxes and put away now that we’re starting to get a sense of how things will feel. I think it will be a pretty open floor plan. I meant to take photos before I came down to the coffee shop, but I forgot. Next time, I promise.
Oh. The other really, really big surprise–our bedroom is quieter here than in Portland. I know! In Portland, we were on a bus line. Here, our windows face into the airshaft or an alley so we don’t get any direct traffic noise. It’s rather astonishing. The biggest problem with the bedroom at the moment is that it gets the morning sun. It’s the only time we get direct sunlight, so we’ll have to figure out some serious shades in order to be able to sleep in.
Yesterday we dropped off some puppet supplies with Emily. I say “dropped off” but it was really a three hour adventure involving having to back the truck up to get it into a gas station, getting trapped at an intersection by a street fair, and trying to get around bridges that had a 12′ clearance while we were driving a 12’6″ truck.
Now Mary, I know it can not be very far from the apartment to the coffe shop!
What do you say, fellow blog readers, don’t you think Mary should take an extra little trip to get us some pictures? 🙂
I second the motion.
I sense enough stress without us piling on.
Oh what the hell. MARY! WHERE ARE THE PICTURES?
cleaning the stove with a dremel? oh GEEZE.
Well, I am sure the apartment will be lovely, once you’ve made it liveable.
-d-, I am choosing to think of the request as more of a pleasant social distraction than a stress inducing task. Fitting a 12’6″ truck through a 12′ space is stressful… (how did you pull that off, Mary?), documenting Rob taking a dremel to the stove… fun.
p.s. Mary, don’t overlook local flea markets when looking for closed storage for dishes… there are some good ones in conjunction with farmers markets on the upper west side.