This is the first post. I only have patience to post the outside of it right now, as the inside is …overwhelming. MAJOR understatement.
Welcome to my newest chapter of chaos. Behold the beauty….Okay, seriously. Not my steering wheel, or the trash cans. Try and look PAST the house. Yeah, that.
The Polynesian Palace in all of its 1970s glory. Yes it’s March, but why would I bother taking down the Christmas wreath that’s been attached to the siding for 3 years? It’s like a beauty mark (a malignant one.)
The humble abode is so unique that it has not one, but two front doors. Not to be mistaken for a regular double door, it is a TRUE “double door” entrance.
The gentle slope of the front yard just makes you want to run up the hill belting out “the sound of music.” The hills are alive until you bust your face tripping on the 7,000 “gum tree” balls.
Sadly, those streaks in the sky are not torpedoes shot to seek and destroy.
It is always wise to plant giant privacy hedges to block the view of the lake. I would hate for some boaters to go whizzing by and see me eating a sandwich.
More gum balls and bushes and a tree that’s about to fall on the neighbor’s roof on a gusty day.
At least the siding is in great shape. I can harvest the mold for penicillin.
Hey, your crack is showing.
I’ve seen some pretty classy patios with wood ceilings, but this gem has vinyl siding.
The not so feng shui rock garden.
Last but not least? The hanging tree, for when the bills start rolling in.