Wednesday, June 25, 2014


You would hardly believe the number of choices to be made when either building or remodeling a house. I remember from when First Husband and I built a house that every single thing, from ceiling to baseboards must be chosen from a plethora of choices. Even something as simple as white paint comes in a bewildering number of whites - from French Vanilla to Snowstorm Whiteout and everything in between. And, yes, they always do have a fanciful descriptive name. I have often wondered who sits around thinking up positive-sounding names for even the drabbest of colors. A good job for a serious wordsmith.

Knowing this, I approached the selection of handles for the bathroom vanities with trepidation. Happily, it wasn't all that bad. First, it's easy for me to eliminate the ones that resembled something launched from Cape Canaveral and the ones that would look better at Versailles than they do here in America. Ditto anything gold plated - even if I could afford them, there's something too Decadent Roman Empire about them for me. 

So, my choices were somewhat limited and, hence, somewhat easier. A little grace. A little quality. That's all I ask. After a couple of hours in the fixture store and a few week's wait for delivery, here's one of the handles we chose for the sinks. 

As you can see, Cora is exhausted from all the trips to the various vendors and she's in need of a nap. I will be joining her shortly.


Blogger Greg said...

I like that one! Looks like you have a handle on things. ;) Sorry couldn't stop myself.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014  
Blogger nancy namaste said...

Choosing stylish design is hard work!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014  
Blogger Zoomie said...

Greg, oh, ouch! :-)

Nancy, it is, indeed, but hopefully satisfying once all our choices come together.

Thursday, June 26, 2014  

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