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July 21, 2006
I Have Some ‘Splainin’ To Do………………
I have been a bad, bad blogger.
Yup. I admit it.
But I am hoping that when you read what I have been doing perhaps you will understand. First of all…I do really feel horrible for not writing anything.
According to my site records…and nasty emails….. a lot of people have not given up on me and so inspired by this [and also feeling really really guilty] I am making the time to write.
That’s what I have to do these days…make the time. There aren’t enough hours in the day.
Not only am I a boss…..I have several bosses too
. First boss [and the bossiest of all] is the 1915 craftsman house that we are renovating back to 1915. With a few updates like a modern refrigerator, of course. Any of you that have ever worked on an old house know already what an undertaking [don’t you love that choice of wording?] it really is. An old house is very much like a crafty old lady. Oh, she looks innocent alright…but don’t let that fool you.
Underneath that calm exterior are problems, baby.
And she has a nasty way of springing them on you. Now I have been really lucky so far. This house is sound and has all the original woodwork, trim, doors, and windows. She survived the 70’s by still being owned by her original builder and owner. But sometime in the early 90’s someone [you know who you are] decided to “modernize” the kitchen.
Modernize is code, for those of you who have never owned an old house, for crapping it up royally.
So the kitchen looks exactly as if someone threw in an Italian flag …. followed quickly by a hand grenade.
You know….clunky tile in hideous colors of red, green and white….in a tasteless pattern. Now I should get brownie points for not doing what any woman [especially me] would do first thing. Rip out the kitchen. Yes…I think about it everyday…trust me on this.
Sledge hammers dance through my dreams at night.
But we had a business to move and re-set up and the even more pressing issue…to me…. of fixing the bedroom so we didn’t get slapped with old wallpaper every time we got into bed.
You see…the upstairs looked like a haunted house. Old [circa 1915] wallpaper hanging in streamers from the ceiling….the bathroom had been ripped apart five seconds before the last owner decided to sell and contained only a toilet [also circa 1915] …
You get the picture.
My other "bosses" are no less bossy.
A baby swallow that my youngest son found and who has an appetite that would put an Italian opera singer to shame.
A garden that has decided to follow the “little shop of horrors” plan………
And of course all the usual “that painting should be finished” nagging…….
And then ,of course, there is that whole "business" thing................
So as most of you swelter, keep in mind that your emails have made me feel just terrible even though where I live on “the lost coast” it’s a lovely cool 70 degrees with an ocean breeze. We are so lost here that the heat wave hasn’t found us.
But really guys….I feel terrible.
So I have decided to post at least twice a week…and hopefully some of the details of my follies will make you laugh and keep you from killing each other in the heat.
I know how it is…I used to ranch in that heat….and I don’t miss it one bit.
And ,rumor has it...it made me very crabby................
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