I Love Old Things
This is the story I wasn't going to write...too personal...don't want folks to get the wrong impression and start feeling sorry for frito.
Today I winterized my place...temporarily moved out for the winter months.
It's old, just put a new roof on it and sure looked like I wouldn't make it through the winter without a new furnace...add that to the price of fuel and it became a no brainer.
So for the past 2 weeks and until Spring arrives I am sharing a 150 year old home, in a situation that has all the makings of a surreal sitcom.
Yes there is a sitcom cast of characters (and I'm sure I'm one of them), a crazy next door neighbor, an American flag flying proudly across the street with giant letters, "Don't Tread On Me" ...And this is in Northeastern United States...hahaha
One of my kitties is loving it...the other may never forgive me....no more purrs for me. The home's owner has alluded to the "Russian Mob.."... don't know what she's trying to tell me but she is clearly a character...
I can tell some of my friends feel bad for me...exactly what I don't want. I am feeling so pleased with myself (yup) that I was able to do this...able to stretch...able to find a creative solution...certainly not perfect but mostly good.
I have a beautiful view of the morning sunrise and for the first time in years actually do sleep like a baby!
Today I winterized my place...temporarily moved out for the winter months.
It's old, just put a new roof on it and sure looked like I wouldn't make it through the winter without a new furnace...add that to the price of fuel and it became a no brainer.
So for the past 2 weeks and until Spring arrives I am sharing a 150 year old home, in a situation that has all the makings of a surreal sitcom.
Yes there is a sitcom cast of characters (and I'm sure I'm one of them), a crazy next door neighbor, an American flag flying proudly across the street with giant letters, "Don't Tread On Me" ...And this is in Northeastern United States...hahaha
One of my kitties is loving it...the other may never forgive me....no more purrs for me. The home's owner has alluded to the "Russian Mob.."... don't know what she's trying to tell me but she is clearly a character...
I can tell some of my friends feel bad for me...exactly what I don't want. I am feeling so pleased with myself (yup) that I was able to do this...able to stretch...able to find a creative solution...certainly not perfect but mostly good.
I have a beautiful view of the morning sunrise and for the first time in years actually do sleep like a baby!