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Wednesday, May 17, 2006
"Dude, what did you DO??"
That was Frank's brother's response to our house after the "grand tour". I believe it was said in the same shocked tone a mother might use if she saw that her child had just cut his own hair or something. Frank just said "hu?" Brother: "What did you DO? Your other house was so nice..." I guess he can't see our "grand vision". I'm pretty sure it will look a lot nicer the next time he comes to visit, I sure hope so anyway.
Some positive news - the plumber has come and gone and in the background I hear the lovely hum of a dryer running and a load of wash spinning. Happy happy...
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Sprinkler Kind of Day
This right here - this moment, and all the ones like it to come - is what makes all the unexpected headaches with the new house okay. It's all good on a hot sunny day with the sprinkler running and grass between your toes. How can it not be?
Monday, May 15, 2006
Secret Garden Bliss
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Will This Madness Never End???
Oh, the blissful sound of water filling the washing machine after a week of having dirty laundry pile up. Joy! It works! And then a bit later the sound of a gasp and a grunt and a few swear words and a loud click as the husband hits the washer off... I run down the stairs to find the floor covered in soapy water, gurgling up from a drain in the floor. (WTF??)
Then, two days before this mess, I called to have the house phone hooked up finally. She said they would turn it right on, so I went and plugged the phone into the jack in the kitchen and checked on it every half hour or so... and then, after a few hours, I decided to call the phone company to see what was taking them so long and as the line was ringing, I changed my mind and called the new number only to find it was, in fact, already turned on. So then I realized the jack didn't work. I tried another one. Nothing. Searched around for yet another and found one in the bedroom, plugged it in and finally, it worked. Of course, I'd nearly forgotten that nothing in this house worked as expected when we moved in. Why would the phone lines be any exception?
When will this end? When??? Yes, I am feeling that perhaps I should have listened to my mother this time - she said, Pam, why do you want an old house? Nothing will work and your furniture will never be level on these floors. "Oh Mom, it will be fine - this is a wonderful old house!" Days like today, I realize she knows more than I ever give her credit for.
Yes, that's a perfect lead in to wishing her, and all the other moms in my life, a wonderful Mother's Day. Hoping it's relaxing and care-free. Laundry-free and mess-free too.
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