So this has been the season of leaks. First it was the 3rd floor’s radiator leaking into our bathroom. Now it’s their radiator in the living room that’s causing drips from our ceiling. It’s slow-ish and appears only to be an issue when they have their heat going, but still needs to be dealt with pretty immediately.
The only problem is, is that our place is still out of sorts. Thanks to Daniel (AKA Mr. Muscles), we know have found the perfect home for our lone cabinet. It had been sitting in the middle of our dining room-turned-community room causing a major halt in progressing and finishing our “remodel.”
Yesterday was spent moving the final pieces of furniture (of course moving the final furniture caused us to rearrange a desk and a cabinet, too). What took the most time was removing everything inside and on the shelves so we could do the move and then putting it all back.
It’s actually not very messy anymore, although we haven’t dusted or swept anything other than immediate messes since our big project began. Hardwood floors + 4 kitties makes for some fairly impressive dust bunnies. Ben always jokes that we could make another cat outta all he sweeps up. Not much of an exaggeration if we miss a few days!
So we must sweep and at least get the place looking a little more tidy before we call Mr. Landlord. We spent a good part of today cleaning and deodorizing a footlocker we found at a thrift store. It’s totally AWESOME. We’ve been wanting to replace our old, secondhand, scratched up coffee table for a couple years now. It just wasn’t a priority, but we did manage to dream up the perfect replacement and this trunk is IT.
First, we wanted something practical. Something big enough to put remotes and candles and newspapers on, etc. Basically something to drop stuff on. We also liked the idea of having extra storage inside or underneath so we started looking at the trunk idea. Have you seen some of those old trunks that have been cleaned up and refurbished? They can look awesome. We’re not so into the dark wood and thought maybe we’d paint it or something to brighten it up. And then we spotted this.
It’s nearly PERFECT. It’s a humongous footlocker and the interior looks brand new. It even has one of those heavy duty trays inside and snaps shut at both sides with a lock in the center. The best part is the color. It’s this super pretty and shiny turquoise. The metal accents are stainless steel so it looks kinda modern. We’ll have to post a pic as soon as it’s all prettied up.
The only drawback is there was a mothbally stench inside. It was super clean, but even after Lysoling it down and putting a box of baking soda inside for a week, it still smelled. The whole idea of having the storage compartment is to have a secret place for the kids’ toys. Coloring books, stuffies and pony hair stinking would be way bad, so we haven’t been able to store anything inside yet. And we really need to get that stuff out of sight.
This is where I get to the point of this post. Ben says we shouldn’t feel like we have to hide our toys and stuff. We completely disagree. Our landlord doesn’t come over often, but with all these radiators leaking, he might be here quite a bit doing repairs. He knows Ben and L do not have children. It would be weird for him to see a bunch of Barbies and My Little Ponies and coloring books, etc. around, right?
We just don’t want to draw any attention. That’s just how we are. We feel more comfortable hiding most of the “evidence.” We’re used to it. We’re used to flying under the radar as much as possible. Why makes things awkward? We have Tinker Bell window clings on our front porch window, but we make sure to pull the curtains when someone is over. It’s just easier to avoid any questions, right?
Ben thinks it’s perfectly fine, and I guess, normal to have a bunch of stuffies on top of your entertainment center and little pony figurines on your computer monitor. But for a couple in their 30’s and 40’s with no kids, it kinda looks weird, right? Plus, just in case someone were to see the toys and innocently ask if we were “expecting” or something, that would just totally breaks like all our hearts (there will be no babies in our future).
So if you ask me, that’s a good enough reason to just put as much of the real obvious kid stuff away. Let’s just get this chest cleaned up (so far the vinegar wipe down didn’t do so much, but thanks to Ben we found the Febreeze and it’s MAGIC!) and get the toys put safely away ASAP so we can make the call.
What do you guys think? Is it unhealthy for us to feel we need to hide evidence of the younger us’s? I’m not ashamed. I just like to avoid conflict and uncomfortable moments whenever possible. What do y’all do when people come by?