In mid-February, my daughter who lives in the North End of Boise found a carriage house (built sometime in the early 1910s) she thought perfect for me. She never liked my apartment; she thought it too gloomy and dark; I didn’t. However by March 1st, I was in the carriage house. It’s a tad smaller than my apartment, but it has a great spot for a garden and we’ve got the grass growing green again and flowers. Most of my immediate neighbors have introduced themselves. And the cats – they are in heaven. In and out, in and out.
It was a freakin’ chore to get stuff together & out of a third-floor walk-up – not to mention tiring. And stuff was still in boxes until last weekend when I went through everything to decide what was to be in the house and what is to be in the shed out back for a small while yet. We’re into the fine tuning stage….knick-knack placement and other minor ‘house management’ issues.
Two things: I need a new tea jar. And, I need at least three more fans. This place doesn’t have air conditioning and I’d much rather live with the heat than go through the expense of getting an air conditioner, etc. Fans will be fine.
So, I’m back to paying attention to the news. I’m thinking of throwing cable to the curb because I’ve been outside more since moving than I have in the last 4 or 5 years, and I know over the summer I won’t be watching much TV. And! I got the disc to watch movies from Netflix! via the TV using my Wii.
Here it is in all its battered glory. The pink chair is for my granddaughter when they swing by on their bikes. They live half-mile away. Added a Cherie Buckner-Webb yard sign last week. Perfect touch.