I was eating breakfast (Raisin Bran with soy milk) when I realized I had a watcher.

I can't figure out how to put these
at the bottom of the post, so for the moment I'm scooting them down by typing. Editing 101.



The back hallway and most of the kitchen has been transformed from the sunny yellows to basic white. There is a temptation to do the final coats in the yellows again.


The hall was the color of a country egg yolk, a strong vibrant and earthy yellow.


The kitchen was lemon frosting yellow, slightly darker than easter yellow.





All the new flooring in stacked in the foyer while it acclimates. That was funny, calling the installer to set the date. I had to explain that I had to wait for the outside to warm up because I don't use heat on the inside. I didn't want to say I couldn't afford heat so I had to keep saying that I don't use it in the spring.


Part of the linoleum had to be pulled up, there had been awful roof leaks for many years that trickled down and saturated the floor. I knew it would be moldy but it was much worse than expected. The smell has made me sick for the past few days.

The materials for my new flooring have arrived. Once the rooms are painted and prepped I will actually feel like things are progressing, or at least I hope to feel it.

Looking around I see no progress yet. I feel no progress.

How can I? When my ex husband has moved in?
When every room screams 'disarray'?

My Love promises that will change, he promises that I will actualize my hopes of moving to a wholly new place where I can be whole & new.

That made me smile.

I have a plan and I want this to be witness to the fruition of my work. It may take a long time but that's okay.
I'm going to move across the country as soon as I can manage all the details.