The furniture, especially, stresses me out. It's not my style. Some of it probably isn't anyone's style. But they went out and got the good stuff: Drexel Heritage, baby. Which means if we bash just one piece of this crap up, we'll have to spend more on it than we spent combined on the furniture we actually own.
|Bella's not too concerned.|
And, oh, the wood. There is wood everywhere. Wood floors. Wood tables. Wood chairs. Wood cabinets. I know this sounds like a dream come true to most people, but I make a lot of unintentional (usually) messes. I don't like buying nice things because I don't like taking care of nice things. We're having to invest in things that I never wanted to be in a position to have to own: slipcovers, coasters, place mats, shelf liners, rugs...wood cleaner...
|Filing her nails on the wood floor I now have to protect.|
Just don't scratch it.