girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

Category: domestic bliss

  • Before/After The house is nearly complete, the spiffing up as far as it's going to get before the family arrives. The spare room got the biggest make over… Still didn't manage to make that much room in the closets, and the storage space is overflowing…nothing worse than having the extra room to store stuff I…

  • Only a week left until M-Day, when Mom arrives to spend Nov, Dec, and part of Jan with me. In my rush to get the house spiffed up, I've neglected to consider the number of people coming for Thanksgiving, expecting to enjoy a hearty holiday meal, and not expecting to sit on the ground to…

  • before/after the painting I'm just pretending that my building isn't up for sale, and that I can continue to live here for as long as I like…it's wonderful to have reasons to spruce the place up. With all the family coming for Thanksgiving, it's imperative to get the 'spare room' transformed into a proper study…

  • I kill plants. I try, I really try to have a green thumb. I purchase lush specimens of nature all through the short summer, only to watch them wither and die. I'm so ashamed of my frequent slayings, that I dispose of the corpses early in the morning, loading the fragile skeletons into my car…

  • Well, no one else is going to do it! This is what the voice in my head said back to me when I was complaining of feeling run down, looking terrible–and, most of all, having no one to take care of me. "Well, no one else is going to take care of you!". So, that's…

  • Fall arrived this week, with burning trees, brittle wind and puddles in the road. And with it, the drive to nest. I recently had three of my grandfather's prints framed –here is one, above my new bedroom settee. The new bookshelves arrive on Wednesday, and the list of 'to do's' goes on…

  • I've admired this hand woven rug since my first days at the shop–it's very finely woven, wool and I just love it. A colorless Rothko. Now that it's mine, I can't help but notice how it seems I chose my furniture with this rug in mind all the while. It was in the warehouse clearance…

  • Outside my bathroom window, across the narrow drive, is my favorite seasonal display: a Maple tree, a hydrangea, and a holly bush. I open my bathroom shower window every morning–the steam rushing out, and spend a quiet moment (sometimes the only one in the day), looking at my own personal flora calendar. In Autumn, the…

  • The new kitchen curtains are sewn and hung, today is the day to tackle the spare bedroom…summer shineshine is finally here. Just in time to work on the balcony too.

  • I rarely have Saturdays off, but I've had a string of them now. Not my favorite day to have off, as the rest of universe does too and the mob at the grocery store is frightening. Tuesday afternoons are so pleasant for running errands; parking is plentiful and helpful clerks abundant. But I'm making the…