Monday, February 1, 2010

Eyes on the road

One of these nights, I'm gonna get into a horrific accident. I have a bad habit of scoping out houses while I drive. Not because of any clandestine, illegal reasons, No! Are you nuts? My interests lie on the architecture itself. I picture myself as the home owner in the not-so-distant future. What kind of house would I get? A ranch, an old victorian (queen anne style maybe), some sort of Colonial, A&C, contemporary or mediterranian? You get the idea. I get a kick thinking about how the grounds would look, what type of lighting to put around, colors, trim, furnishings, THE KITCHEN!

If I wasn't studying, I'd probably be watching DIY or This Old House (among other things, of course).

OK, so the story behind my madness is this...back during my university days, I would take almost-daily 3-5 mile runs through this little town called Montclair. Near the University, there's this street (Upper Mountain Ave) that goes up a fairly inclined hill. This street has some of the most beautiful houses I've ever seen in my life. I figured, Not in a million years would I ever come up with the scratch to by such beauties. Then, there it was...this corner house, Victorian by style, 3 floors and a basement, a modest front and backyard...and absolutely falling apart at the hinges. And it was for sale! I figured, "Perfect! By the time I graduate, I'll get a job and hopefully save up enough money to buy the property and basically make this house into my renovation project."
But fate and the real estate market, as we know them, are cruel bitches. The lot was sold in the fall of my sophomore year and by the spring of my junior year, the house was all fixed, new paint and all. The people who bought the place even made the front window bigger so now every time I ran by the place, I'd get to see how great it looked on the inside as well!
That was my house, my project!
I'm bitter.
At least the house got a nice second chance.

Fast forward to now...
As for the potential accident...Driving at night through a fairly affluent residential area, where every house is practically a centerpiece does not do wonders for my concentration.

I just love to torture myself. Perhaps I aught to stick to the main highway...

Song of the day: "How Can You Mend A Broken Heart?" - Al Green

FYI: This song is crazy good on night drives.

7 comments:

Single and Picky said...

Interesting, I like architecture but at the end of the day I will be happy to just keep having a place to live that is warm and stable for the rest of my life - no grand aspirations in that department, then again I would rather have a small apartment if I get big windows, a cute kitchen and a closet full of shoes - basically give me Carrie's apartment from the Sex in the City movie without the financial burden.

the one in the back said...

That's what every other girl in my class would say ;)

Single and Picky said...

God cliche isn't it? Well I think when it comes down to it has everything the single girl wants - a city place on your own with more square footage then you would ever actually be able to afford - like the Friend's apartment even - though those colors were rather garish. But well in the end I am happy in my place for now - in 6 months when I have to find room for a desk things might get dicey but hell that is life - my tiny closet also makes me feel like my wardrobe is sufficient though it's small

the one in the back said...

Well, I definitely need a bigger room than what I have at the moment. I never realized how much clothes and crap I've accumulated just by being back in School! I like to sprawl. Not a fan of tight spaces.
Also, I too, would like a desk. But at this point, I have no real estate left to spare.

Single and Picky said...

Not like you need one more way to be wasting time on the interwebs - but Ms J and I are on Twitter, of course she under her name and me under my best attempt to continue hiding myself, though I think you probably would be able to find me.

the one in the back said...

Sounds cool. I'll look both of you up.

Single and Picky said...

Hey how goes the slicing and dicing - we've received no update - you're still alive since you are commenting, so I assume that's good...