The good news is we have two bedrooms for storage and one to sleep in. There is plenty of room for our washer and dryer and my new fridge. The oven is iffy and I've burned just about everything I've tried to cook on the ancient electric range. But I'll figure it out. The landlord has been kind enough to put up handrails on the steps that lead outside in two places. Good thing, because I could win Klutz of the Year award even under perfect conditions.
But the sinks are slow to drain, every time the air conditioner cycles off, the duct work makes a "boom" sound that sends animals scurrying for cover and there are many many insects outside, even after I had the exterminator come. I keep telling myself this is temporary. We'll move as soon as we find the right house plan--which I hope happens quickly.
So I told my daughter about how this house is like living in a bad 60's motel and she decided we needed an "accent piece" for our new abode. And here it is!
What about you? Did you ever get the perfect gift from someone who knew you well?