Category Archives: Home

Discombobulation

The discombobulation hasn’t stopped. I’m 3 weeks out of house and not too fussed, but try as I’m attempting to adopt new customs, I keep failing to adjust. I’m looking for the toilet paper wrong. I’m antsy missing in-home exercise. … Continue reading

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Well and Homeless

I’m homeless now — I’m sheltered by a friend and family, although my fortune’s fine. My cottage needs repair. I’m set to spend a fair amount pursuing new design: improving or replacing most its parts, updating goods for more utility … Continue reading

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Interruption

Life interruption: cottage remodel moves me away from this blog (regular posts will resume in about 3 months)

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Three Middle Days

My sojourn was symmetrical – 10 days, with 3 midway devoted to full rest. I sank my homing talons in a ways, and drew renewal from my private nest. I sat, I thought, I showered and I read. I dallied … Continue reading

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Refueling

As when a straggler, desert-dry for days, at length attains the fountain and the stream, or like a hiker caught in full sun’s rays without a drink, when given sips, it seems that I’ve been parched and effort-pecked so long, … Continue reading

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Scheme #2

I took a month to interview 4 teams. I put in front-end work, just like I knew I would, and once the winner sent 6 schemes, I took no time selecting Version 2. I spent a morning with all plans … Continue reading

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The Project

In order to improve I have to move. I mean it – that’s no Sunday metaphor. The plumbing off, no other pipes in lieu of it, I might abide the noise and more, but I can’t prosper waterless in place. … Continue reading

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Removal

Disruption is a catalyst for growth. Although my place will be improved by spring, I’ll have to undergo a move I’m loath to make, so others can be hammering, removing and rebuilding to refine dimensions and the cabinets and bed. … Continue reading

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Remodeling Dreams

Eleven years ago I bought this place. I jettisoned some books and sundry stuff, to fit my living in a smaller space, and I was charmed and comfortable enough. But time has passed; I’m older, and I’ve learned what bugs … Continue reading

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Home

Eleven years ago, I bought this place: a single-room abode built sixty years before I moved. I thought I’d use the space most weeks, and share a habitat with dears at times, a state away. I’d have two homes. But … Continue reading

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