I'm Insanely Proud of This

So, you're walking down my hallway, minding your own business, and you see this:

Whatever could it be?  Pull aside the curtain, et voila --

Yes, kids, I'm hiding my washing machine!  (And, yes, I'm also switching digital cameras.  The second pic has the accurate color.)

When I moved into my condo, my washer was hidden by a bi-fold door.  Which kept falling off its track.  I had it fixed twice, and the damn thing fell off again just a few days after each repair.  When I had the place painted, I put the door out on the balcony.  And left it there.  And then it rained.  And the door, which had been in pretty bad shape to begin with, started actually falling apart.  I ultimately tossed the door.

So, for the past few years, my washing machine was just sitting in a cubby in my hallway.  I never even thought twice about it, but the real estate agents who came over to give me estimates on my place suggested that I might want to, y'know, cover that up.  Said perhaps the place wouldn't show all that well with a washer/dryer just standing to your left as you walk down the hallway.

And so ... went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and purchased (and installed) the ensemble you see in them photos.

I am particularly proud of the curtain's color.  Or, I should say, the curtains' color, as I achieved that little glimmering-bronze-with-a-hint-of-pink thing by putting a cheapo tan curtain on top of a cheapo pink curtain.  The tan is suitably neutral, and the pink foreshadows the one pink-colored wall I have in the living room.  (And what's scary is that I actually planned that.)

Check one more thing off the prepare-my-place-for-market list.