Rugs from me to you!

Through countless hours (and hours and hours) of HGTV education and house hunting, it is pretty obvious nowadays some of the most coveted requirements of a house are granite counter tops, stainless steel appliances, absolutely no sign of the dreaded brass fixtures, and gleaming hardwood floors (apparently no matte floors are allowed?).  We were very lucky to find a house that has all of these (minus our shiny brass doorknobs), but I've got to say, I don't understand the hype.  Sure, granite can be pretty, but it also can look a little cold and apparently needs its very own special granite cleaner.  Stainless steel appliances are fancy, modern, and sleek... until you touch them.  I can see every finger print, fur, and piece of dust that clings to them... and can only imagine the horror that will ensue once Baby Bedtelyons take over.  I do love our hardwoods, though, but it's the history of them that gets me.  They are the original hardwoods that were installed back in 1948, so all I can imagine is a family that lived there following the war, and who can think of a more romantic time in our recent history than post-WWII?

Even the hardwood floors need special love, too.  If you ever come for a visit, you might notice that every single thing that touches the floors has been covered in little felt pads (you should see the cats trying to walk around with felts pads stuck to their feet).  Now we're finding out area rugs are necessary as well.  What's the point?  Get beautiful floors, then you cover them up.  What can you do?  After weeks of rug hunting (mostly due to the fact rugs are ridiculously expensive), we've finally picked our first one.  It actually caught our eye a week or so ago, but thanks to my amazing powers of indecision, we delayed long enough and it went on sale today.  This definitely seemed like a sign from Cheesus that it was meant to be, and who can argue with that?  So, we promptly ordered it and Overstock says it'll be here before Thanksgiving.  Now our poor little Dexter can finally get some traction to jump on the chairs, we'll add a splash of color and fun, and anchor our living room.  Makes me feel almost motivated to do some unpacking... almost.

 

Ta da!

Who wouldn't buy this dog his own rug?  This face deserves its own house.  :'(