Before I go scouring other blogs and getting lost in cyber-space, I must do it…I must write.
Honestly I just haven’t felt worthy of typing. I still have carry over from last Wednesday’s dark cloud. But ”friend therapy” has been fun…and I don’t want to make anyone blush, but thanks friend, for making dinner for my poor starving children TWICE while I sulked.
Can I blame it on my house?
They are real moose antlers! It has a certain German Chalet charm to it doesn’t it?
By the way, they installed them on both sides! One just wasn’t “good enough.”
We’re renting. Close your eyes and envision cream stucco with dark brown wood trim, and shutters. Probably built in the early sixties. We still have globe sized light fixtures made out of orange glass hanging from chains. The carpet is delightful multi colored weave that can hide just about any stain you throw on it. And it’s wound so tight that there is really no need for vacuuming, a broom will take care of the crumbs that sit on top. The walls are all the color of a typical Seattle morning…grey. I have tried to cover them up with pictures, but it’s not working.
The best part of the house besides the antlers has got to be the plastic bag we stuck in the hole in the front window. To keep the bugs out.
What I need to remember is that this is not forever. And I do. I can laugh at it. I like having “the moose antler” house. It’s quite a conversation starter. But I’m longing for a place to really call our own.
I met some peeps on Saturday…it was refreshing.
They were nice to me.
They gave me presents and bought me lunch. I like Canadians.
A few wish to remain photo-less, but the rest of you will go down in Good Enough Blog history. Thanks for hangin’ and hopefully we’ll party again in the future…
You can totally blame your house! We lived in a scary ugly apartment once, and it put me in a huge downward spiral. It’s a real struggle to feel happy when you feel like groaning every morning when you wake up and realize you’re still living in the same ucky place. Glad it’s temporary for you like it was for me. As someone who has made it through the tunnel, it’s lovely on the other side and worth the wait! =)
I am sorry you aren’t feeling very peppy. I despise days/weeks like this. And I, too, dream of the day when I have a home I can call my own!
Maybe a waffle cone will help your mood?
I love them antlers! Come on man Burt’s got nothin on you. Wanna trade? I have a house with a nice sized mortgage payment, we need a new roof, hubby dumped tar on the entire thing so that should hold us for a while. Ju just pulled off ANOTHER tile on the counter, our green carpet is probably green for another reason, it is over 16 years old! Hmmm I could go on…and on… couldn’t we all? We just need to laugh more. Get that cute hubby of yours to crack some jokes, get a good belly laugh going–always works for me. Someone ALWAYS has it worse…You just need to surround yourself with people more worse off than you, makes a girl feel alot better. And you wondererd why we are such good friends….are you laughing yet?
If I had antlers like that on my house, I think I’d paint them hot pink. and the trim black. That would be sweet. It was so fun meeting you on Saturday. We should hang out again soon. If your dinner friend starts flaking out, you should come hang out at my place.
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