New Year, New Things

Things, well, they've not been that important to me--except for old
things that I lost when Mr. Natural and I split up.  I had Christmas
ornaments dating back when I was 6 years old.  Gone.  They,
and other things, were in a storage unit  supposedly in both
of our names. No, emotional blackmail was his specialty.  So
I lost my book collection. my poetry book collection, my
ornaments, my collection of red glass that I had collected even
before I ever met him.  And the things I had painted when I
painted ceramics.  Things that couldn't be replaced.  I spent a
great deal of time being depressed regarding this.

Back to things.  My daughter and I went looking at furniture
this past Sunday--and I realized that I had never bought "new"
furniture.  I had my mom's old chest of drawers--the other two
chests were antique.  One, I'd  had since the early 80's. So since I'd
never done it, I shopped for a living room suite and a bedroom
suite.  Huge deal for this antique old furniture person.

I found a charcoal gray sofa and loveseat, that I never would
have bought, but it was coupled with furniture that was sort
of grayish color--looked oldish and perfect for a country
home, So I got it.  Next I looked for a bedroom suite.  I had
been looking for 4 poster  bed, but I was looking for metal.
I spotted one that was wood and metal--it was gorgeous and
feminine.  I loved it.  And, since it was time for a new mattress.
I got one those IQ ones--supposedly a combination of memory
foam and baffles.  Nice.

I wanted a month before delivery.  Remember all my plumbing
woes.  My entire house was torn apart.  My bedroom has a hallway
going  to my bathroom.  My bathroom had to be torn apart,
so I went ahead and got a new vanity toilet and new flooring.

But the living room and bedroom are disastrous.  It'll take a
month for me to get everything squared away.  I'm still
battling polymyocitis and am so weak that my muscles will
spasm if I try to do too much at one time.  I have to space all
my activities.  So I'm finishing up on the kitchen. Slowly, but
getting it done--organized, each drawer and cabinet has been
emptied, cleaned, and then put back together in an organized
fashion.  The same for the living room and bedroom..

I don't have to worry about throwing anything away.  My
basement  was turned into a smallish apartment, which I plan
to furnish and rent out--eventually.

I wrote my New Year's Affirmations down on New Year's
Day, and have been pretty faithful regarding keeping them.
All the housework has cut into my writing time.  As long as Book
One is completed by April--that's OK--and I did work out the
two missing chapters.

My chickens are in Molly's old crate in the laundry room.
They made happy chicken noises --they liked the warmth.

Mollie sleeps in her doghouse at night only.  Frigid cold
and she'll be snoozing on the ground.!  Pyrenees are different
sort of dogs.


All for now--

Kate Thorn