Probably the last of this series of posts, especially as the official move-in day is a week from today.

I have discovered that the pink that the former owner of the condo, Lorraine, painted on the walls, is EVIL.  I mean “Bride of Chucky” evil.  Either that or the paint I chose to cover it up is quite defective. I will be applying the THIRD COAT later this morning, which does not please me at all.  I will also be finishing up the bedroom and bathroom, except for the closet doors, which I can do anytime.

As stated in the my previous blog post, it’s raining here.  And it has been for the past twenty four hours.  While the roses that Lorraine left will enjoy this weather, I doubt that the newest coats of paint will dry very quickly.  I will cart a fan over to the new place with me this morning and run it through the night in the hopes that the humidity won’t affect things too awful much.

You might remember the window shutters that Lorraine velcroed to the wall from one of the earlier Chronicle posts?  I went online to check out window treatments yesterday, and found that Wal-Mart had the best options that didn’t cost a bajillion dollars.  (Who knew that those frilly curtains that my mother used to make when I was a kid would grow up to cost so much?)  And why are they called “window treatments,” as if my windows were ill?  What, are drapes the new penicillin?

Store Clerk: May I help you?

Me: Yeah, my windows have the clap.

Store Clerk: We have some wonderful treatments for just such a thing, if you’ll just sign over your firstborn child, your house, your car…

I think they give it a fancy name so they can charge me more.

So, if I can get the walls to dry in a decent amount of time today, I will hang the new window treatments drapes tomorrow.  Then it’s a week of finishing the packing and schlepping breakables over in the car so the movers don’t break them.  While the Democratic National Convention is in town, I have judiciously chosen to avoid Denver (my job is not worth being locked in a building while idiots threaten the candidates), and so will have that week to unpack and get us settled in.  I’m looking forward to it.