I have these random keepsakes that I have been given over the years. They are probably not worth a cent. However, they are my most precious items. A small glittery deer, a rabbit that my mom painted my name on, a picture of us together. These random things probably look weird all displayed but that is ok. Its good to have keepsakes to remind you that life is still moving around you. Take time to keep the past close otherwise you will never learn from it.
I have a co-worker that is in between rentals right now and is staying in my spare room. I am often told that this action is a great kindness and is above and beyond the norm. However, I don’t believe it is such a great act. If we are to spend so much time at our job why not treat it like you would extended family. If my sister was between homes, of course, I would offer for her to stay (more likely she would just show up) and so why not do that with someone I spend most of my time with. Now I am not saying to go outside your comfort area. We all have those Crazy Uncle type coworkers. It shouldn’t be considered anymore extraordinary then bringing in food or giving someone a ride to work. It is a kindness…and in the end only kindness matters.
After being away for 10 days my cats have been really affectionate. The really are cuddle-y and more loving then normal. Really it feels great to come back to all that warmth. Also makes me realize how much we need/want each other. I am sure we all overlook some aspect of our lives, whether alive or not, that we can only appreciate more once we come back from a separation. Separation is good. Of course, you have to be mindful of what you are missing or missing you to really appreciate it.
After a long week of international travel one always feels grateful to return home. At least I do. I think it is something we don’t do often enough; travel to foreign places. While we can get new ideas and prospectives, we also gain an appreciation of what we have. In rare cases we find that we need to change what we have too. All good things toward a happy, health mind and home.
So this is why I have been so quiet. I have been painting my house. My mother came up to help and we knocked out some major projects. It has been a huge change and I love it. I have no desire to paint anymore, anytime soon. So here is what I have done so far. This is the dinning room. It was this bold farm house red. I went with Mosaic Blue. Its bold but at the same time not overbearing.
I picked out a neutral gray for the living room. It is called Quiet Rain. I wasn’t sure about how much I liked it. However, it has grown on me with the curtains, rug, and dark baseboards. I have ordered a Chesterfield type loveseat to go next to the chaise. Down the road I will get a full size Chesterfield couch. It really has matched the dinning room well.
The hallway and entry way took a long time to do. I might have done some sketchy stuff on the ladder to reach some of the corners but its DONE. Its hard to see but the color used to be yellow. Like a sunshine yellow. Now it is Fencepost White. Yes, I got it just for the name. While I like it better then the yellow it is a bit sterile. Once I get my storage trailer out of the snow bank I will be able to put my artwork up and that should help add character.
So now I am going to add shelves to the library. I have all the boards and brackets, I just need to do it. It is really coming together. I don’t think I will have to do any more indoor painting unless I want to change my bedroom. I would like use Quiet Rain in the laundry room because its super dark but that is for another time.
So I have been in Maine three months now. I have been looking for a home to purchase. This is a big step for me since I am a diehard renter. I have finally decided a place to “home base” from and this is good as any. I looked at everything available in my area, in my price range, and ever lowering standards. I couldn’t find my ideal house in the country and have decided that a simple, in town home will suit my needs at this time.
I have been relying on my mother as a sounding board. She has had so much experience purchasing homes since we have moved around so much. However, the more I ask for her advice the less she is willing to be supportive. She began to give half answers and snide comments. I was really beginning to bring me down. I was starting to be deeply distressed.
I have made my decision. I feel so good in the choice. It isn’t the perfect place but really who’s first home is that perfect place. It will be a home. It will be great. I can continue to seek out the perfect place. Until then it will be HOME; MY house. And you are all welcome to visit!
Now starts the fun part with everyone looking for their pound. Why do I have to go through 15 people just to buy a home. The stress is driving me crazy and what makes it more difficult is I am working nights. Hard to sleep all day and still get all this taken care of. But it is coming. I am getting it squared away. Sigh….
Winter time is a very common time to suffer depression. Whether its Seasonal Depression or the weariness that comes from high stress holidays, it’s easy to find yourself in the dumps. Keep an eye out on family and friends and for yourself. Take a moment to see Spring is just around the corner.