Baby makes a Home

For years, as long as I have been keeping house, I have suffered
from room anxiety. I never needed level floors or straight walls or
even adequate electric outlets. The state of the air conditioning
and minor plumbing issues never vexed me much. But oh, how I
suffered over style. In the process of suffering I purchased over
1000 shelter magazines, in excess of 200 books, an entire design
course, and STUFF. What was me? What suited the house? (I
love the house so happily moving never entered the what to do
picture) So I painted, and repainted, bought, traded and had made
multiple sets of curtains for every single room in the house, and
acquired all sorts of furniture and accessories.

I joked that I could do my house from top to bottom in at least
three totally separate styles. True, so sad, so true. I was actually
depressed about my inability to make a commitment to a style.
Spouse was not pleased either. Everything changed on a regular
schedule. No room was ever the same any two seasons in a row.

THEN MY PROBLEM WAS SOLVED! How you might ask? By
psychiatrists, hypnotists, threats, loss of sight? NO NO NO. A
grandchild, the mere conception of a grandchild did the trick.
Suddenly I knew exactly what to do. The house that would please
the child and create the right memories was the house that I wanted
also. AND IT MADE THE HOUSE HAPPY TOO!

This is a way of living and a visual style that I had never pursued
and which has no real name. I had never bought for this look,
really more a feel, yet had almost everything required. Room by
room the house is settling into itself in a way I had despaired of
every achieving. So, if you need a white painted coffee table, a
french plaster statue, a “French Yellow” serpentine dresser, some
pink floral drapes, or stacks of shelter magazines - give me a call.

Just an Update

Recently I have not felt much inclined to share my various views
and daily events. It seems that life is both very general (in that
everyone for the most part works, goes to school, gets their
feelings hurt, has ah ha moments, etc.) and very personal as well
(my issues, my spouse, my pets, my petty problems, my clutter,
etc.).

But, here it is anyway.

Quick update on family: I am going to be a grandparent!!! I am
overjoyed, tickled, happy and all those other warm fuzzy feelings.
In fact, I am completely changing the way I live and use my home
for that very reason. (More on that later, perhaps).

I am getting a new daughter! Youngest son is getting married to
someone I really like, and I am pleased. Pleased, happy and
excited.

We have a new kitten, Leonard, a pale orange and white tabby. He
has made life more interesting in many ways. I get endless pleasure
from watching him play. My old cat, Charles, is working hard to
win new cat over to his way of seeing things, that is amusing also.


Church and such: Church continues to be the highlight of my week.
This week we had the blessing of the animals. Lots of dogs, a few
cats. All the dogs got along fairly well, most sat on the sofas with
their owners. We took Smoke, my old dog. He had a blast. He
played sniff butt with other dogs and a few kids as well. Everyone
made a fuss over him and he loved it. Smoke, at 12, was the oldest
dog there. There was one larger, a friendly and beautiful long
haired Rott. It really was lovely. We had some human visitors, I
have no clue what they thought about it all. Hopefully they will
come back!