The little room at the end of the hall.
Sitting here a bare, hard floor The only light The yellow glow from the hallway And the earnest efforts of the moon. All blurred by my unexpected and unrelenting tears. This was always a bright room. It embraced the sunlight. Its four walls seemed to delight in their task of holding precious little ones. It was the most cheerful room. Now. It is silent. But I hear many things: The...
I great big sigh of relief:
Our condo sold tonight. Sold. Done. »phew.« Thank you, Lord!
Not-so-Real Estate Dreaming. (A Home for My...
Sometimes when I step back and think about us building our house out on the farm I feel a bit like we’re living a dream. (Of course, we’re not living that dream quite yet… oh man do I have a doozy of a realty story for you when we someday hopefully finally actually sell this condo…) It is not lost on me how blessed I am. But let’s live a different dream for a...
I shouldn’t have done it. But I went looking for chairs in the online used ads last night, and there was a veritable treasure trove! It had me pining for some great chairs. Most would need to be taken to a real-deal upholsterer though. And, oh yeah, I have no need (and no space!) for new chairs. But let’s dream together, shall we? First, there were a whole bunch of Louis-style...