House progress!
The ceiling in my studio is finished, the walls are painted, and it’s ready for me to move back in. First things first, of course, so I moved the desk back in and set up the beloved iMac.
Here’s a shot of the desk corner.
Opposite my desk, shoved into the far corner, is the desk that is to somehow eventually go to my mother’s house. We still haven’t managed to get it apart. We will, though. We have to. It’s in the corner where my easel is supposed to go.
We’ve also got the dining room and living room painted now. It’s actually starting to look like home.
A corner of the living room, with Diego striking a pose for you:
This is the dining room. That mirror on the floor between the two windows will be hanging between the windows….whenever we get around to actually hanging it. The TV won’t be there permanently. It’s destined for the living room.
That’s all for house progress. I could show you pictures of the new circuit breaker in the basement, or the place where ConEd dug up the sidewalk and street to run new lines to us, or where the electricians took a backhoe to the front garden, but those are boring at best and depressing at worst.
Right now Billy is in the basement with my father’s best friend (who is also my best friend’s father). There’s a leak in the upstairs bathroom that makes it rain in the living room. They’re following pipes in the basement to fix a leak two floors above that. I’m not even going to pretend to understand that. My dad died almost eleven years ago. If he were still alive, he’d be here all the time helping with the house, I know. It means so much that his best friend is here since my dad can’t be. Means way more than the work he’s doing…. It reminds me of how amazing my father was, that he would have deserved a friend who, over a decade later, would come out with his tool box after dinner on a work night to help a kid with leaking pipes.
That is the best color of orange I’ve EVER seen. Do you have a sleeping bag? Can I sleep in there? Please?
The leak-fixer. Sounds like your dad is still watching over you, doll.
Posted by: Rachaael
“It reminds me of how amazing my father was, that he would have deserved a friend who, over a decade later, would come out with his tool box after dinner on a work night to help a kid with leaking pipes.”
i thoroughly enjoyed reading that.
Posted by: nakachi
Wow–your office looks great! I also loved reading about your father and his friend–very beautiful.
Heh–split infinitives. That was the least of grammatical errors in that quiz.
Posted by: Em/Michelle
Love those walls. Love ’em.
Posted by: claudia
I wish my SO could live with yellow walls…I love yellow.
Posted by: max
What a nice post. (The house is looking good!) Because you have nothing but free time…..if interested, White Flower Farm is selling 100 bulbs for ordering now and planting in the fall….)
Posted by: Rebecca
That is the best color of orange I’ve EVER seen. Do you have a sleeping bag? Can I sleep in there? Please?
The leak-fixer. Sounds like your dad is still watching over you, doll.
Posted by: Rachaael
“It reminds me of how amazing my father was, that he would have deserved a friend who, over a decade later, would come out with his tool box after dinner on a work night to help a kid with leaking pipes.”
i thoroughly enjoyed reading that.
Posted by: nakachi
Wow–your office looks great! I also loved reading about your father and his friend–very beautiful.
Heh–split infinitives. That was the least of grammatical errors in that quiz.
Posted by: Em/Michelle
Love those walls. Love ’em.
Posted by: claudia
I wish my SO could live with yellow walls…I love yellow.
Posted by: max
What a nice post. (The house is looking good!) Because you have nothing but free time…..if interested, White Flower Farm is selling 100 bulbs for ordering now and planting in the fall….)
Posted by: Rebecca