Obviously, these two events are connected in my mind.
Anyway, tragically, I don't have a current house I'm in love with which I can make myself believe will be my house. I love the "castle" I found and its proximity to a fabulous church, but my DH can't deal with the freeway noise and according to the crime maps I found, it gets a bit too much attention from the local underworld (a couple of vehicle smash-and-grabs and even a breaking and entering or two within the last six months, in just a block or two radius. Not ideal). I have some others I'm fond of that I know perfectly well are too far away. And then there's one that qualified for all of my requirements - nice neighborhood, big yard, near the metro, near a cool church that's en route to the metro, affordable, right age, etc. - but it's appreciably smaller than I'd like. Should I let that go? We don't have a house full of kids. And now, it's under contract anyway.
However, forlorn though I may be about the lack even of a real estate daydream (BTW, my DH and I have decided to go out to dinner Tuesday and do our future planning meeting then), and sad though it makes my pointless little searches on craigslist for antique furniture I have nowhere to keep, I still have my appreciation for housing pretties. Such as:
I want this room. As in, if I have a house with this structural setting (most old houses have), I will create it.
And something about this doorway and, more particularly, this particular execution of a coffered ceiling, strikes me as absolute perfection. This would seriously be feasible to do myself, and it could look that good!
And finally, I would never have imagined this particular color scheme and wall treatment, but now that I see it, it seems so obvious. What paint color is that on the wainscoting? I have to know. I have to recreate this bathroom.
I'm going to find my house. I am...