About four months ago, I spotted the perfect doormat: TAKE YOUR SHOES OFF, ANIMALS. OK, almost perfect. That missing comma is bothersome, but I can look past it for the time being. If I find myself losing sleep over it, I can always paint one in.
I waited a day or two before ordering the doormat, and the next thing I knew, it was on back order. So I procrastinated some more, and then I missed the in-stock window, and then it was on back order again—yadda, yadda, yadda, the doormat was finally delivered today. Yay!
I was originally thinking I’d put it on the porch at the house, but that door is ginormous, and this doormat would look too dinky there. At the new apartment, though, it’s just right.
And yes, it’s now on back order again until next month, but if you like it, learn from my mistake and just order it now.
I made that cute draft python five years ago, and it’s still going strong. I don’t know what it is about New York City apartment doors, but they all seem to have massive gaps under them. Without this draft python, the dogs would spend their entire lives peering under the door waiting for the guy down the hall to walk out of his apartment with a plate of sausages, so it’s essential.
As long as I’m out in the hallway, I might as well take a picture of the common stairwell. This is a newly-renovated, late-1800s, three-story building, and I really like what they did out here. They refinished the original wood floors, stripped the banister, painted everything pale gray and white, and generally did a very nice job with the whole thing. I especially like the steel treads they put down on the stairs.
Fritz would like you all to know that he is an animal and that he doesn’t even wear shoes, so he doesn’t understand this doormat at all. Especially since it’s missing a comma.