We just bought an old house in Eugene, Oregon (1924), wavy plaster walls, hardwood floors and a nice backyard. We won’t get keys till next month, but it’s pretty much all over except from the screaming. I’m documenting the interior design of the new place in the blog:
We have almost no furniture since we moved here in our Honda Civic and live in a furnished house. So we’re starting from scratch. We busted out the grid paper and we’re trying to lay the place out, buy stuff that’s actually cool and cheap.
Today was our first foray into the used furniture world of Oregon. We picked up two sweet folding chairs $9 each — they work for office chairs and double for guest chairs at dinner. We also snagged a huge tablecloth for the one piece of furniture I do own (a table). Weird to design your kitchen color scheme on a $4 table cloth, but that’s the plan.
We hit up St. V. d. P. and Salvation Army today. Passed on a beat up old chest for $32 — probably should have bought it. Thrift shopper remorse.
Lots of other ideas, plus more stuff to buy to furnish the place. BTW, this is going to sound really smug and Eugene-ish, but we could probably register for all of this crap for when we get married in August, but I just can’t see buying all sorts of new shit that everyone else has. I want to make the old stuff your aunt threw out look good.
That second photo (of a photo — too meta!) is the slap job wankery I’m passing off as art these days. Spray paint a board white, stick big photo on it, lean against wall for effect.
If you have design tips, pass them on. And I promise to get back to big fish and beer, as soon as I catch something worth writing about or take enough abuse.