“My new house is going to have wall-to-wall awards!”
~~ Patsy Cline
OK, as most of you know, we are moving this weekend. Well, some of you know, right? Joe? Laura?
Anyway, we are moving this weekend so this post has been pre-scheduled. I’m not really here right now. Some might argue I’m not all here at the best of times but that’s another topic. So, I’m not here right now. I’m at our old house patching holes in walls and cleaning the muck that always seems to find a home in bathroom showers. At least, that’s where I am if everything goes to plan. And “the little woman” is off doing what she’s best at doing, ordering men around! She is at the new house telling the movers where everything goes. But do me a favor. Do not repeat that I called her “the little woman”. Ever! It’s not because that is so demeaning to women, which it is, but that she hates being short. Little. Every morning she stretches her arms above her head, I grab them, and pull in hopes that we can make her taller. Actually I sort of like the height she’s at. Just under 5′ 5″, which we heard is the delineation between a short and a tall woman. But where was I? Oh, yes, the move.
I’ve been trying to keep this blog going by posting when I’m at work. When I get home at night, we have dinner, then pack more stuff. It’s unbelievable how much “stuff” one accumulates in a lifetime- or in our case, in the last 4 years together. Before that, I had my stuff and she had hers. Now we have ours. So we are trying to rid ourselves of duplicates and things we never use anymore, like the slow cooker and hair dryer I used to own. And how come its mostly my stuff we are ridding ourselves of? I don’t get it.
But that Patsy Cline quote up there? Right under that photo of mine? That’s what I plan to have in our new home. Wall to wall awards. In my den- yes, I get a den this time. Except my awards will be wall to wall photos. My photos.
All professionally matted and framed. Except for the ones on canvas. Or on metal!