I Am Mature. And I Never Overreact

So....story goes like this. I work late on Thursday's and usually don't get home until close to 8:00.

 On this particular Thursday, I was invited to a friends house for a girls night of playing cards and a few glasses of wine. I debated going but ultimately decided against it, and went home because I felt the need to make sure everything was okay there (read: I overreact and am a control freak so I wanted to make sure the teenager did his homework correctly)

On top of it all, I was really looking forward to taking a hot bath and then climbing in bed to watch Grey's Anatomy. And, I really don't like being out on a school night. 

So, I ended up driving home. I greeted Ryan and stuck my head into the computer room to say hello to the teenager who was glued to the computer watching YouTube videos about iPods. Typical teenager.

 I head over to the master bathroom, run the tub and chat with Ryan for a few minutes.

Thinking this should only take a few minutes...after all, it is nearly 8:00 and the teenager is supposed to take care of his homework right after school, I go to the computer room to have the teenager de-brief me on his homework situation. It's something we do daily so it shouldn't be any bit of a surprise.


But.....it wasn't done.

And I was pissed. Fuming actually.

Even more so when I found out that Ryan took him out all afternoon and now was allowing him to be on the computer, YouTube, iPod, etc. when he still had homework to finish. (This would not be such a big deal if it the teenager didn't have a history of this sort of crap)

So, I start flipping out.

So does Ryan.

We continue yelling at each other, at the teenager. It was less than an ideal moment.



SSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTTT


The bathtub is still running, I remembered. So, I run to the bathroom.

And slide on the floor because it is inches deep in water, overflowing from the bathtub.


Fuuuuck.

So, I dump every towel we have onto the floor to try to sop up the water and yell for Ryan to come help me.

He does and during this, proceeds to (rightfully so, now that I have had a week to mull this over)
tell me this is my fault because I am too wrapped up and too concerned about the teenagers homework and that I overreact.

At the time, my thoughts were more on the lines of "bastard" and "asshole" and a few others. Now that I've had a week to think about it, he was probably right.

As I continue with the towels on the floor, Ryan leaves and I'm thinking he's an asshole for leaving me with this mess.

Two minutes later, he comes upstairs to tell me the pole room is flooded.

This, obviously, leads to more yelling at each other.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkk


So, like any other mature 30-year old woman, I handled the situation rationally.

I grabbed my purse, cell phone, and charger, and stormed out of the house to my friend's place where a bunch of my girl friends were for the night.

I drank a couple glasses of wine and bitched to my ultra supportive friends while left Ryan to clean up the mess.

Yes, I am mature.

I contemplated spending the night because I was too sheepish to come home but I ended up creeping in the house quietly and sleeping in my own bed with Mulder.

Ryan conveniently slept on the couch.

Yep, I am incredibly mature.

And I never over-react.

Ever.

The Before Tour

          I've been working on this post for a while-mainly because I am technologically challenged and seem to attract problems with the computers/internet. It took me forever to get the pictures transferred from my phone to the computers, let alone in the right size or format. Like I said, I am technologically challenged with a magnet that seems to attracts computer problems (i.e. in the four years of college, I managed to break/screw up/virus, etc. 7 computers)

          I created this blog as a way to document the process on buying our first house and making it my our home. The very first post described how my boyfriend, Ryan, and I recently purchased our first (and most likely, only) home. We've been here for a few months now and it no longer looks so….retro? 1970’s? Groovy? It took a lot to look past the outdated décor  and I was very hesitant about putting an offer on this house, let alone consider it. Ryan fell in  love with it immediatly and was absolutely able to see past the ugly carpet in the kitchen, outdated décor, and ugly wallpaper, but just to give you an idea, these are some “before” pictures.

Some are from the original listing with the previous owners furniture and decorations, and others are from my phone during the renovation process. It is still an ongoing process, but here you go…

Ignore the fact that these pictures are of horrible quality. I am not a photographer nor do I have a fancy schamncy camera-if I am taking the picture, it usually comes from my phone.

Outside of the house:

The front of the house actually faces that back, I love that

Patio:

Foyer:

Stairs lead to the laundry area, basement, and garage.
Check out that carpet! 

Living Room:

One of the main features that really sold us on the home (The giant brick fireplace, definitely not the giant fish)

Check out that view! 

Dining Area:

Its hard to see from the pictures, but that is actually an orange carpet. A 40 something year old orange carpet

Kitchen:

Just in case you were wondering, that is the same CARPET as the stairs leading into the  laundry.
Yes, carpet in the kitchen. Talk about retro

Double ovens built into the brick. Very Carol Brady. I love the double ovens but  I'm already preparing for a nightmare when we have to replace them

Hallway:

Again, the 40+ year orange carpet throughout the hallway

Main Bathroom:

They don't even make toilets like that anymore. 

It looks like Kermit the Frog exploded in this bathroom

Office:

This picture has the closest represenation of the color of the original carpet. A dingy  green-weird color

Although hard to see in this particular photo, those are built in bookshelves into both sides of that wall, made of solid wood.

The pictures from the office area are from when we moved in, but  nothing had been done to the room. 

Second Bedroom:

Master Bedroom:

Master Bathroom:

Yep, that is some groovy wallpaper and matching tile. 



The house was built in the mid 1970's and nearly everything was original (i.e. wall color, carpets, fixtures, sinks, toilets, etc.) when we moved in.

Keep checking back as I will post "after" pictures for each room as I get around to it!

I didn't get any pictures of the laundry area, garage, or basement but I will be sure to post pictures as I re-do and re-organize this whole house and make it our home.