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And the P’s Win It!

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I enjoy unpacking and organizing our music collection so much better after it’s already done. I mean, the unpacked, organized state is so nice; the process, not so much.

So, anyway, this time, I enlisted Lucas’ help a little bit. I didn’t insist, but he was pretty good at it while he lasted as helper. And even when he wasn’t there, his version of the ABC song, resonating in my head from countless renditions, kept me smiling.

To be completely upfront, this particular job only got half done at our last house. The CD’s and company made it onto shelves but never in any order. It’s extra-nice to have them back where we can find and listen easily.

So now they’re in order. Ahhh…

And the P’s won by quite a few CD’s, thanks to Kevin’s virtually-every-Pink-Floyd-recording collection … and that’s just the stacks, not even counting the huge “Shine On” box set. 😛

Making It Ours

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Our new house is not a new house. It was built 55 years ago, and at least two families that we know of have lived here.

It’s been well taken care of and had a lot of thought put into it, little touches and big.

The parallel curvature of the backyard bushes and bricked flower garden. The hook just outside the casement windows that crank open to refill the hummingbird feeder. The dogwood branches that fill the master bedroom window.

We are so blessed to have this house.

But still, we have to make it ours.

That means cleaning and changing and moving around.

And we’ll surely continue all this and more for as long as we’re here … which, at this point, may be forever. 🙂

Old House … Spot the Hippie Dude

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You know that thing you can do with your eyes kinda blurry, that thing where your eyes make images from blobs and colors? (Sorta like our eyes do with the objects around us that in actuality have a much less distinct form than we perceive.)

The thing that guy in Mallrats stood around all day in front of that picture trying to do. It was supposed to be a sailboat…

Well, I don’t know why, but my eyes always do that without any trying whatsoever. Wood grains in paneling. Strings. Scattered leaves. Clouds. Landscapes. Lighting fixtures. Hooks on the backs of doors.

Seriously.

For this reason, I will most certainly not miss our bedroom wallpaper in our old house.

I don’t mind the color. It’s a mossy green.

I think it’s supposed to be an impressionistic grape leaf design?

But the images I can’t help but see are so — I can’t think of a better word than — yuck that I have to force myself not to look.

They’re like demonic Raggedy Ann and Andy dolls or something. Their eyes are big and round, darkened in a wide-open stare. #shudder

A couple of places, the design forms a much better, more interesting image, though. It looks like an old hippie guy with a funny hat on his elongated head and a goatee.

See if you can spot him.

New House … Deck Art!

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This is one of the most unusual features of our new home. 🙂

I’m not sure if the deck was built around the actual tree or just the retained tree stump, but I like to imagine the former and wish it were still so. Can you imagine the shade? We wouldn’t even need to invest in an umbrella.

It reminds me of Odysseus’ bed, with a great olive tree for a post.

The trunk is slowly deteriorating. Mushrooms are growing up its side. I’m not sure if that’s weeds or new growth sprouting there.

But still, it speaks to me.

You can see more of the deck from the other side here and pictures of the den here.

New House … The Den!

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One of my favorite things about the new house is the den. It’s on the back of the house, behind the dining room/kitchen area, and the three rooms really comprise a sort of L-shaped great room.

I love the:

  • adjustable shelves! Of course, even after weeding out tons, I still have at least four times the number of books that would fit on them. 😉
  • amazing view of the backyard! From this angle, I can pretend I’m in the middle of the country, yet still have all the benefits of living in the city.
  • French doors that (will) open onto the deck (as soon as someone finds a key or we rekey the lock)! 😛

After a good cleaning (tomorrow morning!), we’ll be able to start moving stuff in! #soexcited