The Basement

I just thought I'd put an actual picture of me in the apartment... where I'm not in a mirror.


This is the house where I live. My lovely car is the in the driveway. I'm sure you can't see it, but is has Cheers written in the front window. In Provo, and in a student ward, every house has a name. This house was named Cheers who knows how long ago. I don't know why, but there is something slightly romantic about living in the basement of a house named Cheers... in Provo of all places.


This would be a picture of the stairs leading down to my abode. If you look closely you can see that the top two and a half steps are slightly whiter than the rest... That would be the work or my handy sidewalk chalk... and the fact that it isn't done is because my hand started hurting. Oh well.


This would be the view you get when you turn right after you step into the basement. I'm thinking that this side of the living room needs some help... a lot of help. Yes I did put my dishes on the table for the picture. I think it helped it a little bit. I have no idea what to do with the wall. If I had enough books that would be it. I would be happy. Books are so beautiful and pleasing in every way. But alas I don't have enough books. I'm getting some material at the end of the week. It is old fashioned looking yellow curtain material. I'm going to make a table runner and a couple of pillows with it. Maybe place mats?


This would be the only good thing about that side of the room. It is my craft/sewing "corner". I like how it turned out to be so green. Half of that was by accident actually.


This would be the view you get when you turn right after you walk through the door. This is really where I live. Who spends time in their bedroom when you live in a basement and have a living room to yourself? Yes I covered the couches, and you can see what they used to look like... obviously.


This would be the red couch. I thought it was a little iffy putting a different red and pink "art" up beside it, but I think it works. I'm also thinking the yellow pillows will actually look good on that couch. Hmmm...

The green couch. I'm thinking maybe a little Christmasy with the red and the green, but there is enough other color around and will be more when the yellow comes that I think I can live with it.



This would be almost one of my favorite views in the place. Something is just pleasing about opening the door and seeing the little shelf full of scents and the pretty red shower curtain. I kinda wish the shower mat was an India blue like the pillow on the red couch, but I'm not complaining.


Now with the bathroom door closed. Yesterday I decided that my walls were a little too bare, and noticed I had some cool tissue paper. I got out the scissors, a big cardboard box, my glue stick, some masking tape and had at it. That is where all of the "wall hangings" came from.


A quick peek in the bathroom. The window usually isn't opened. There is something so bright and inviting in this bathroom that I just love. I've only been living here a week and a half, and I have already taken three baths in this tub. Mmmmmm...


This is the view from my bedroom door out into the hallway. Behind that door is the place I call the dungeon, or the oubliette. It is actually just a dark storage room with the water heater and junk in it. Yes that is me int he mirror or course.


My room. These rooms are really for two people. The apartment is actually meant for four people. I just got lucky this summer. I really hope nobody else moves in. There are really a lot of downsides living here, and I can't imagine having to deal with a lot of people along with those downsides. Especially in light of my last roommate experience and not having to deal with those downsides.


Now for a view of the downsides. The kitchen. I love it. It is just my height. I am five feet tall, and I could jump and hit my head on the ceiling. Last week the management just got a new micro. There is no garbage disposal or dishwasher, and all the counter space is what you see... less than a foot in depth. This angle actually makes it look bigger than it is.


This wound be the other side of the kitchen. The lovely gas stove and the fridge that has an icebox for a freezer. It's quaint. I love it. I don't want to share it with other people. Oh, and I'm also working on a little something out of cut out paper and such to put over the stove. Haha, I just realized how dangerous that sounds. Oh well.

So that was the tour of the basement. I haven't lived alone since my first semester of Freshman year. It makes me realize how much free time I have, and how needy roommates actually are. If you have any ideas for spicing the place up a bit more, let me know. Of course it needs to be incredibly cheap or free.