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[abigailbrady]

The builders apparently have not finished replastering. Bah. Going to look at the house again Monday hopefully. Have to decide on what furniture I want (bed, wardrobe, chest, desk seems like a good idea). And also what colour scheme, maybe. Don't think I've ever chosen a colour scheme for a room before - does that make me a grownup?

I must remember to check if they have broadband.

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[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

> does that make me a grownup?

Nah, the only time I have been allowed to choose a colour scheme for a room was when I was not grown-up at all. :( Landlords suck.

[abigailb.livejournal.com]

I hope this one is ok - friend of some friends (which actually might make a dispute, should one happen, nastier but oh well).

[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

It is so much nicer to be allowed to live amongst colour as opposed to magnolia or white! I've taken to painting my furniture instead.

[abigailb.livejournal.com]

But it means I have to choose! And there is a whole continuum of colours out there...

[squirmelia.livejournal.com]

Ooh, did you see gnimmel's entry about colours?

[abigailb.livejournal.com]

I didn't - interesting. We should start a project to name them all, I feel!

[retep.livejournal.com]

Magnolia walls, white ceiling and grey/purple carpet. Everywhere. I hate it :-(

And surely broadband should be the first consideration when looking for a home...

[abigailb.livejournal.com]

Eep.

Well, um, yes. I do know that it's close enough to an exchange to have ADSL, and I'll have enough notice that I'll be able to get it fitted before I actually move in...

[clarisinda.livejournal.com]

We got to paint things last time we moved. It felt a bit grown up, but mostly it felt like practicing to be grown up for when we do it for real in our *own* house one day, not someone elses.

[abigailb.livejournal.com]

Having a whole house seems scary, even if it wouldn't actually be mine.

[eponymousarchon.livejournal.com]

<grins> Generally, any time I think "Oooh, that makes me a real grown-up", I then recall that thinking about being "grown-up" probably means I aren't.

You *can* however join me in the illustrious ranks of the 'holding down a life and still refusing to be adult'. ;)