My day started off really crummy. After I booted up my Mac, I opened Parallels to check MLS. Staring me in the face was a screen asking me to reinstall Windows XP. See, this is why I despise Windows. Since I didn't have time to work myself up in lather over the reinstall, I booted up my PC laptop. It asked to verify Windows XP. Call me silly, but I see a pattern there. Perhaps I forgot to update something. I verified my Windows XP and, during the start-up phase, my screen turned into a bunch of scribbly lines. Shut that down. Loaded Windows XP into my Mac drive and reinstalled it. I curse Windows and I curse the MLS programmers who made the decision to shut down cross platforms. May worms crawl up their lazy-butt noses for not making MLS compliant with a browser other than IE.
Fortunately, the contractor dude came over with a couple of his guys. And get this. They hand carried my washer and my dryer into the sun room. I had the dolly sitting right there for them, but they didn't want the liability if they left marks on my floor. The dryer sits on the top of the washer, due to space restrictions in that room. Much of that room is windows, doors and cabinets. They hoisted it up there, secured it and turned on the dryer. The dryer rotated as it should.
But when I came home tonight to throw in a load of laundry -- hey, I'm running out of underwear and I have no time to go to Macy's -- the washer was another story. The lights came on, the door locked, it rotated once and stopped. I tried various cycles. None of them worked. I have no time for this, either. I'll ask the plumber on Tuesday what's wrong with it. Well, I know what's wrong with it. I moved it. I messed with it, to use an acceptable phrase, which is not the phrase I was gunning for. When you "mess" with something -- disturb it, it reacts. It's like a law of nature or something.
I should say the highlight of my day was attending a closing for first-time home buyers and signing loan docs, then doing a final walk-through, but to be honest, that was pretty routine. The highlight of my day was going to Cortopassi Tile and Stone to pick out my new backsplash. New first-time home buyers, if you are reading this, don't take this to mean I did not care about your six-percent interest rate or your stupendous price on that beautiful stone home, but all the important stuff was handled up front. Signing loan docs is not a highlight. Picking out colors to match a quartz countertop in marble is. You'll realize that when you decide to remodel your own kitchen, and then you'll be thanking me for the great price you got because you'll make out like bandits when you sell. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
This is Jeannie at Cortopassi. She hopes to eventually transfer into an architectural design program in college. She's got a great eye for color and has a passion for her work. It's always nice to work with people who truly enjoy what they do. I truly enjoy real estate and am sometimes consumed by it, and people say it shows. So I recognize that trait in others in different professions. If you can find a person who is committed to a profession because they love and enjoy it, you will probably have a good experience with that person. Well, in comparison to a minimum-wage clerk at Subway who wishes he was playing bass in front of sold-out crowds at Arco Arena than rolling up pastrami on rye.
Jeannie helped me select the colors. She knew I wanted the clean lines of a brick pattern in neutral colors to create a timeless design, but when I spied the marble tile, she steered me in that direction and found the rows of 1x1. Some are travetine, others are limestone and the third stone is marble. They pick up all the colors in my Quartz counter top. In a Land Park home like mine, a seamless transition between periods of design is imperative.
I am going to do two rows of 3 x 12s on the bottom along the Quartz, topped by two rows of 1 x 1 and finishing with the 3 x 12 above. The bullnose will be a matching marble pencil. It's simple. Jeannie was incredible.
But that's what you get with Cortopassi. I love this store and buy a lot of my tile there. I recommend Cortopassi to everybody I know. Just last week I was at a home inspection when an onsite construction worker was asked where to buy tile. There are dozens of tile stores off Bradshaw and 50. You know whose name came up, right? Cortopassi.
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