Words can not describe how much this light fixture is just not my style. It’s like the fanciest boob I have ever seen. And I was on a year round women’s swim team…I’ve seen boobs.
So after the painting phase of the laundry room was over…this sucker came down faster than you can say “Drew will be the next bachelor”….yes I’m calling it.
So what’s going up in it’s place? Funny you should ask.
Because I’ve been sitting on a little something that I think would be just perfect for this narrow space. And it was bought two years ago. Yes. That’s me. The Ultimate Hoarder. I think this just goes to show coughJeremycough that sometimes I actually buy something to use at a later date. I don’t just say that because of my hoarder tendencies.
Let me tell you the story. Girl enters Lowes. Girl sees huge stack of clearance items marked “ALL ITEMS $10”. Girl runs and jumps into clearance items like Scrooge McDuck jumps in his vault of gold coins (hollah child of the 80’s!). Girl finds a bunch of plain white ceiling fans and one box labeled Nonstock. Girl runs with said box to register to find it is amazing. Shut the hammer pants up.
Moral of the story. Scrooge McDuck always wins.
And my shopping luck can be psychologically scarring for others.
So I worked really hard to install this bad boy before Jeremy got home one day. Then he got home and I flipped the switch. Nuttin.
Yup. Apparently my giant head was all inflated prematurely. Since my arms were super tired, he got up there on the ladder (shivers!) to reconnect the wire that came loose. And then I got lectured about how I should never to electrical work alone in the house. Not exactly the kind of reaction that I thought I would get…but at least he cares if I die. That should count for something, right?! Oh and then he told me that it was a good call on the light.
So the best part is that my cheap pendant light was also the right oblong-ness for the room. It perfectly fills up the space and it provides WAY more light than the old boob. Speaking of boobs…is that a nipple? Because I think it is.
As you may have noticed…we had to move the washer and dryer back in. As much as I loved taking cute pictures of the boys in the Laundromat…that is way too pricey for me considering I have multiple loads of whites/darks/poops to do each week.
Oh and guess what? I started painting….
It’s like the perfect shade of Smurf. I’m really really loving it. Now if only I would get off my lazy bum and do something about that floor.