Oh my, what a long time it's been...and such a small amount to write about, but there are subjects.
I'll begin with the new house....yes! I bought a house...and it's lovely if I do say so myself. You see, a new home was something I thought I would never be able to have.
Out of my reach.
Doomed to rent the rest of my days.
But no!
3 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms of homeowner's bliss, and in a gated community - the area is wonderful. Mostly retired folks who love to play golf, but quiet, lots of green and trees everywhere you look, a great school, and close to work. Who could bitch? (See below.)
It may not be the color I would have chosen had I built it myself (who picks lavender siding?) but somehow, it seems to work well with the landscaping....which, by the way, is almost all rocks. The whole front yard. Isn't that odd? Damn sure was to me....I thought that was only for people who lived in Arizona. Or New Mexico. Or Africa. It's apparently quite popular in central Arkansas too.
The front door would have been perfect for the set of That 70's Show - it has a framed window with little round-shaped indentions that obstructs the view through the amber-colored glass.
The master bathroom and the kitchen are entirely too small, and the air-conditioning system is 30 yrs. old. The refrigerator makes an odd noise every so often. I can find a million things wrong with this place.
But, then, I walk out the back door...
My sister has a room in the middle of her house which she has furnished and decorated with things only she enjoys - jazz posters, candles, scarf-covered lamps so the lighting is just right, comfy couch pillows and throws, odd knick-knacks...and she calls it her sanctuary. It's the place she goes to when she wants to unwind...chillax. My back deck is my sanctuary. I can't wait to get up in the mornings and watch the birds and squirrels in the tree just off the deck...or to get home from work every day so I can sit out on the deck and watch the sunlight slowly slip through the trees. Completely worth the million other things.
