Someday I will have to update the interior of the house. The house is like me: even if I exercised and lost weight I would still be old and unattractive. Even if tried to update my house -- paint over the stenciling, remove the Waverly wallpaper -- it will still be an eighties house with a kitchen visible from the great room / beamed ceiling / fireplace. It would be like trying to update a house with a sunken living room: you’d always expect Mary Tyler Moore to wave at you through the kitchen pass-through.
Some maintenance needs to be done on the inside. In particular, I want another Toto toilet, so enamored am I of the first one. I am crushed every time Gary hogs our one Toto toilet and I have to do my business on the original crappy crapper. So low to the ground. Such tardy flushing. I barely feel human using it.
That does mean an update to our time capsule master bathroom - virginal and untouched this 30 years. Never been painted. Builder toilet and lighting and tile. I confess that a little bit of me feels that the whole house will collapse if we pull that thread.