Well… the deal for a quick sale of the house fell through. And with it we’ve decided to stay put through the winter. Our house is cozy during that season, and we understand the quirks of the roads here in the snow and ice. Instead we’ll make it into the late winter or early spring before setting the house up for sale, probably through a realtor this time. And we plan to make some *repairs* to the house ourselves. Tomorrow I’m still going to work on the gutters as I had already planned. The deck can wait until late winter/early spring. We’re going to try to make it through another winter with that as well. We’re going to fix the downstairs bathroom up to make it usable again. We’re going to get more organized in terms of papers and books and such. We’re going to get new carpet — stain resistant because of the cats. And we’ll be *okay*. The House on The Hill may still be waiting for us in the spring. It’s sat there for a year already, unsold. And we have time to look at other houses, and get to know various neighborhoods around here better. We’ve looked at the outside of a number already, and haven’t been nearly as impressed with any of ’em in comparison to The House on The Hill. We’ll go visit it, and make sure it’s okay and gets through the winter for us. We know it’s there. We know we still want it. It’s just there was no shortcut to get from this place to that place. We had to take the normal route.
We have to sit down and start *planning* our retirement years. Expenses and shut.
In terms of creativity, I’m going to go ahead and start making it a priority to protect the carrcasses. I know that’s the best art I’ve done, along with perhaps the collages. But probably the carrcasses, since they’re such time capsules and summarize certain cultural patterns in unique ways through this “platinum style” tiling method I’ve refined down through the years now.
Sunklands 