I moved to Seattle from Florida at the end of August, and I still have a ton of boxes that I haven’t gotten around to unpacking. My focus has been elsewhere. I’ve been trying to learn my way around this city. I’ve been trying to fit in at work. I’ve been coping with tendonitis and therefore navigating the health care system.
The other day it occurred to me that I haven’t hung a single thing on my walls. Everything in this house is functional, but it isn’t particularly personal. It’s time to make this house a home.
I do feel a certain gut resistance to this process. This is, after all, a rental, and I’ll move out eventually. Why go through the hassle of putting up pictures? But in this outrageous housing market, it’s quite likely that I’ll always be a renter. I may as well settle in. Life is what happens while you’re puttering around in your environment, whether it’s a sterile one or a cozy one.
So today I hung one of my Turkish tapestries and put up my wall mounted key box that I’ve used for decades, and tried to get the broken shards of lightbulb base out of my stained glass lamp so it could light up again. I put a scented candle on the table. Maybe I’ll even get around to cleaning the table off.
Building one’s nest is a process. It’s about time I got started.
[Image credit: etsy.com]
The View from a Drawbridge 
awwww….. you are snuggling in
Slowly but surely.
there is no time limit
Well, we all have an expiration date. I goofed off all weekend. Don’t encourage me!
well get to work!
This makes my heart happy!
Awwww. I’m glad to hear it.
use a potato to get the lightbulb base out of the lamp.. or a good mair of pliers that will lock into the inside of the base and Yeah for settling in!
Finally got it out with plyers. But it’s still not working no matter what bulb I put in. It was sitting in my sisters garage for years and got a little moldy, so I’m thinking I need to rewire it.
PLIERS!!!!!. Sister Boniface yells from behind you as she hits you with her cane. Whah? Oh yeah, hey Barb. Just having a parochial school flashback. Send an e-mail will you? I am glad you are assimilating but miss having you in Jacksonville. I stay for family and friends of which I have one more I can make a trip to see some time I hope.
Well… I tried. 🙂 E-mails work both ways, bro. Miss you, too.