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Random Stuff
Once again, I’m apologizing for being scarce. Life is so weird right now, I feel like I’m just floating, untethered, through life right now. Oh, there are some anchors–Husband, Son, the lake, my writing, my editing work. I’m not a total basket case. But here’s the thing. I didn’t expect to feel so ill-at-ease without a house. Me? Seriously? I’m always up for something new. I saw the whole house-selling, house-hunting thing as one huge adventure. I thought I would feel freed after selling the house and that looking for a new one would be a huge kick. Well, selling was simply hard work. We were fortunate that our house…
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Almost There…
Well, we’re about 24 hours from closing and soon our home will belong to our buyer. We’ve worked hard to infuse as much love and joy into that house as we can, and if it’s true that homes have feelings, he should be all warm and fuzzy by tomorrow evening. As for us, we are warm and fuzzy thanks to Son and DIL and Grandboy, who have welcomed us into their home and created a lovely temporary resting place as we look for a new house. Son made me a little office space, there is a wet bar that is our “kitchen,” and the bedroom and private bath are cozy…
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Wednesday, Yes! Wednesday Check-in
I’m actually getting this up on the right day, aren’t you proud of me? Well, don’t be because I should be writing on book 3 for the Four Irish Brothers Winery series or working on editing gigs. However, yesterday was somewhat of a victory, so I’m celebrating by keeping to my planned schedule. We got the garage and attic decluttered! YAY! Sent a truckload of stuff with the Fire Dawgs–a great group of guys who take care of junk for people who’ve lived in a house for 35 years and collected…well, a lot of stuff they no longer need. Our attic is empty for the first time in 35 years…
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I’ve Got a Title
Okay, okay, I know it’s Thursday again…how about we all agree that the Wednesday check-in is a very fluid concept. It’s been a crazy week and the next few are probably going to be just as crazy. There is just a little less than a month before we close on this house and begin camping out in Son’s basement until we find a new house. I’m basically just taking each day as it comes, but man, oh, man, each day is busier than the next. Our mover stopped by with a load of art boxes yesterday, bless him. When he asked how much art we had to pack, I really…
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Wednesday Check-in
This will be a quick check-in because today my list is longer than usual. We’re finishing up the house in preparation for our realtor to take photos, so cleaning, then cleaning, than after than some cleaning. We’re both a little bit in overwhelm, but the house is looking good. I’m writing, but it’s going slow because the rest of my life is getting in the way. I’m hoping I can get a lot of words in this weekend. I guess we’ll see. Also working on editing gigs, so my plate overflows. How about a little Grandboy to make your life just a little brighter? Always works for me! Gratitude for…
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I Can Do This
I’m writing this on Fat Tuesday–we’ve been running moving-type errands today, getting ready for the movers to come tomorrow to pick up what Fred, our mover, (he rocks!) calls “the declutter load.” We’ve emptied closets, packed box after box, bin after bin, taken down photographs, and packed away tchotchkes and beloved knickknacks in an attempt to depersonalize our home in preparation for staging it and putting it up for sale. It’s been…freeing in many ways but also bittersweet, and I’ve discovered that there is no way to neutralize this house. It’s been too lived in, too loved in. Our rooms are cozy and warm and inviting, so I’m counting on…