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msmemory_archive) wrote2005-02-07 11:03 am
msmemory_archive) wrote2005-02-07 11:03 am
Flit, flit, flit
I have no attention span this week for no specific reason. So in no particular order --
I'm behind on my pace for my current freelance job. This will mean some extra time later this week. It's an interesting book, but thick and I made the mistake of taking Birka weekend "off" from reading.
Now that we are (temporarily) catless, it's time to clean up the joint and move out of it. Much throwing out. Yeah, I do remember wearing some of those sweaters, back when tunic length "handknit" sweaters and leggings were fashionable. Oh my.
My FIL phoned on Friday night, to tell me he'd heard from his brother's wife, V. V is doing a medical internship in some kind of homeopathic medicine with a special focus on geriatrics. So a group from her medical school are going to an assisted living building once a week to counsel the residents. As it happens, it's Mother's building, and Mother introduced herself last week. FIL wants me to call V to answer questions about Mother. I'm procrastinating doing so.
I'll be taking![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jducoeur out to his favorite restaurant on Friday for special (4-0) birthday dinner. Much more focused on that dinner than birthday pressies or Valentine's day, which makes me feel guilty. Isn't modern merchandising wonderful, where I can spend over $100 on one dinner and still feel guilty if I don't buy him some shiny trinket two days later?
We'll be thinking and talking much about the moving thing over the next couple months. All of you out in the ether may get really tired of hearing it after a while. Sorry! One of the "sooner" projects should probably be choosing one of the eager realtors who keep flooding our mailbox with offers of free market appraisals - we need one that will give us a fair assessment of what needs/must be done to the house before sale, or whether it's sensible to sell it off to someone who wants to tear it down and build something shiny-new on the lot (and not put kilobucks into rewiring the family room, or replacing the cellar door).
More rambling later.
I'm behind on my pace for my current freelance job. This will mean some extra time later this week. It's an interesting book, but thick and I made the mistake of taking Birka weekend "off" from reading.
Now that we are (temporarily) catless, it's time to clean up the joint and move out of it. Much throwing out. Yeah, I do remember wearing some of those sweaters, back when tunic length "handknit" sweaters and leggings were fashionable. Oh my.
My FIL phoned on Friday night, to tell me he'd heard from his brother's wife, V. V is doing a medical internship in some kind of homeopathic medicine with a special focus on geriatrics. So a group from her medical school are going to an assisted living building once a week to counsel the residents. As it happens, it's Mother's building, and Mother introduced herself last week. FIL wants me to call V to answer questions about Mother. I'm procrastinating doing so.
I'll be taking
jducoeur out to his favorite restaurant on Friday for special (4-0) birthday dinner. Much more focused on that dinner than birthday pressies or Valentine's day, which makes me feel guilty. Isn't modern merchandising wonderful, where I can spend over $100 on one dinner and still feel guilty if I don't buy him some shiny trinket two days later?We'll be thinking and talking much about the moving thing over the next couple months. All of you out in the ether may get really tired of hearing it after a while. Sorry! One of the "sooner" projects should probably be choosing one of the eager realtors who keep flooding our mailbox with offers of free market appraisals - we need one that will give us a fair assessment of what needs/must be done to the house before sale, or whether it's sensible to sell it off to someone who wants to tear it down and build something shiny-new on the lot (and not put kilobucks into rewiring the family room, or replacing the cellar door).
More rambling later.
Re: House selling
Now if I had been looking at your living room, not only would I have been tempted to buy but I would have wanted to know how much you wanted to leave that furniture behind. That room had STYLE.
Re: House selling
Those pages are both up and linked from my Medievaloid Home Companion webpage. You might find it interesting -- http://www.virtue.to
The only piece that isn't easily available is the twist-legged table, which I got at a yardsale. I think it was from the revival in the 70s.
Now, my in-laws have a whole suite of things that look like that table, and much better made. I lust after them. The furniture, that is. They got it at an estate sale 40+ years ago.