Thursday, November 17, 2016

waiting to move in ...

I was all set to "move into" my new little condo in Idaho ... when what to my wondering eyes should appear ... but a snotty little nose and some ears that weren't clear.

Yep, stress #2 was just that ... stressful.  Gromet-Harold had nothing on me.  He caused me only a tiny bit of stress compared to what was actually in store for me.  A cold.  Nope, not a cold ... a death-grip of a tornado of a virus/sickness/hurricane/bronchial/death-defying/pneumoniatic illness of some sort.  Pretty sure there was some Pertussis/Whooping Cough thrown into the mix, too.

I was sick.   Sicksicksicksick.

Wheezewheezewheeze is what I specialized in.  A few hacks here and there, too.

BUT ... I didn't let that stop me.  I made sure that I got out there and infected the entire state of Idaho.  And I'm sure I did a good job of it, too.

And after all was said and done ... here are the condo results:


The front entry to the Promenade Loop Condos.




A housewarming gift from sister Jeana.

I did just that ... I relaxed, refreshed and renewed while she worked her tail off to get the place ready.




Kitchen sink.  In Paris.  Or maybe it just wishes it were in Paris.  I know I'm secretly wishing I were back in Idaho ...




The kitchen overall.  Sister Jeana decorated the cabinet tops.  Five months pregnant and she climbed up there and got 'er done.  And I let her.  Cuz I'm nice like that ...



Master bedroom.  The master will sleep here.



The guest bedroom.  Guests will sleep here.  I guess-ed.



In the guest bedroom ... you could dine here, too, if you were so inclined.




God IS good, y'all.  He really is.



Back to the kitchen.  Jeana picked out this cannister.  Jeana filled it up, too.  

I watched.




Jeana's coffee pot.  My mug.  Seemed fair.




Mom Janette's couch.  Janette got a new couch.  I begged for the old couch.  And I'm so glad that I did.  It's a comfy one!



Idaho is cold.  Cold, cold, cold.  Heat is warm.  Warm, warm, warm.  But Idaho is colder.




Looking out from our tiny little patio.  Rick hates the view.  Kris loves the view.  Kris sees sunshine.  Kris loves to be warm.

Warm, warm, warm.



And speaking of warm, this chair of Janette's comes with a blanket.  Yea for warm!




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And there you have it folks.  The Idaho Getaway.  Kahle Kondo.  Kasa de Kahle ...

Well, I'm still working on a title.

And I'm open to suggestions.  I'm open for business, too.

Our first vacationer arrives tomorrow.  And, no, I'm not nervous at all!

And yes, I'm lying.

;)







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