Archive for August, 2009
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  • Aug, 09

I’m happy here.

I love, love, LOVE our new house.
Thursday night, Hannah and Ian and I were at home, trying to settle a car crisis so we could get out and do some more moving. While Ian was digging out tools and removing the battery from his truck, Hannah and I got a big bowl of grapes from [...]

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  • Aug, 09

A is for Angry

I don’t have much to say, but I thought I’d update just to keep in the habit.
I wore a skirt and heels today. Straightened my hair and wore mascara. It didn’t feel like a huge departure. I do all of those things sometimes, just hardly ever all on the same day. Still, I came home [...]

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  • Aug, 09

A Character Home

Webleigh, our new house is lovely. We took possession yesterday. We have still not done anything about actually moving into it. We have sixteen days. Or so.
Here at Franklin, our old house, I have barely packed four boxes. There are, of course, boxes and boxes in the garage and the basement that never got unpacked [...]

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  • Aug, 09

The Secret

When I tell the story of our buying this house, so many people have said, ‘well you know it was meant to be.’And other such-like things.
I tend to roll my eyes - but I don’t judge too harshly. This is what people do - we tend to personify the forces in our lives because it’s [...]

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  • Aug, 09

Humiliating experience for the day at Safeway

Okay, what’s a blog for if not to bitch about your bad day, right?
I just took the younger two kids to Safeway last minute (they close around suppertime on Sundays) because Ian was taking a load of stuff to the dump and I realized that we needed some items quickly before supper (and before they [...]