The IKEA Showroom
One sunny afternoon I walked through my son’s room and stopped dead in my tracks, I looked around and could not find one piece of furniture in his room that wasn’t from the Swedish multinational conglomerate
The Lady Visitor
Each year since we moved into the Good House, we have enjoyed the company of a lady each winter… not a spectral lady as most would guess with an older home, but a lovely little lady…bug. At first when the ladybug appeared in the third floor bathroom for a few months, I shrugged it off and forgot about it until […]
COVID-19 = Boredom = Projects, The Third Floor
On Thursday, March 12, 2020, I chatted with my boss as I prepared to leave for the day. Nothing too heavy, just the state of the world and the growing global pandemic. I tossed my laptop in my bag, made sure my trash can was empty, and took a glance at my desk before walking for the stairwell – that […]
COVID-19 = Boredom = Projects, French Doors
And in the boredom of COVID, I realized the french doors could use some love. The previous owner thought that instead of adding a screen/storm door to each of the french doors, SCREWING a wooden frame to the doorway and swapping out 3 random size windows and screens twice a year would be better…
COVID-19 = Boredom = Projects, Swing and Ferns
I settled on the idea of a fern for the urn, but needed to find an urn-fern that would thrive in shade because this area of the porch receives little to no sunlight, so it would need to be a fern crossed with a mushroom.
COVID-19 = Boredom = Projects, the front porch
The floor has seen at least three colors of dull “jail bird gray” before I decided to remove it all. Now in my defense, the paint wasn’t exactly adhering very well. We purchased the home in the fall of 2016, and four years later, it was very worse for wear!
Dashing through the…decorating
The week of Thanksgiving, I was pumped to start my Christmas decorating! I felt that it was already December and I was ready! Then I brought the boxes up from the basement and a sense of dread and procrastination washed over me.
