What do remodeling and marriage have in common? Compromise. Saying, “I do” was the beginning of saying “we” and saying we wanted to remodel our new house was the beginning of saying “why”.
The remodeling of the bathrooms was meant to start today, but it’s been postponed. The contractor’s contract couldn’t be “holier” if it had been carved on a stone tablet and brought down from a mountain.
Nevertheless, the hardwood floors are done, the electrical work and painting are done and the cabinets for my husband’s collection of not-likely-to-be-read-again books have been built. We also built cabinets in the two bedroom closets. We needed extra storage space for blankets, luggage and, of course, family skeletons.
When it came to window coverings, John wanted curtains that would minimally obstruct the view. I didn’t want anything to obstruct the view. The view is why we bought the house. Sand, ocean, horizon – don’t fool with Mother Nature. Eventually, we compromised on electric shades. When they’re up, they’re out of sight, out of mind – out of discussion.
Because John and I don’t always agree on decorating ideas, the decor of our new home is …