Just have to put it out there...

I need to get something off my itty bitty chest. While we're still in the process of cleansing Midge of all of the tragedy she has dealt with, I thought it would be a good time to air out her wounds and cleanse emotionally... by letting all of the internets gasp at my new residence. It's going to be a while before we actually move in.

I would like to start off with the most splendid of Midge's features. This, my friends, is the W.C. Very much closet-like, as the doorway is just shy of a comfortable height. This is the main impediment to progress, as we are waiting for a floor in this spacious room. You will be relieved to know that the toilet is new. The rest...not so much.

Because I love you and do not want you to experience the most horrific of nightmares in the next few nights, I am sparing you the view of the shower. You will SO thank me later. Also, be thankful that smell-o-net is no where near the immediate future.

Next on Midge's preview debut is BY FAR the most enjoyable of quirks. Midge came with attitude--and a damn good sense of humor. In line with the rest of the place, the sink was a nasty sight. You couldn't even fight the urge to attempt to rinse the nastiness away, or at least check to see if the water was on. Naturally, you turn the water on high to do this. However...look closely.

Midge had a built-in fountain that would moisten your shirt in a spectacular way if the water pressure was high enough. Her sprayer has since been replaced and my best practical joke ruined.


But then there was this...


Don't let the male gender know, but flowers really do have a strange ability to make you forgive and forget. Even when the front part of you is drenched with sulfurous tap water.