It Doesn’t Look Like Much

As is typical of a Sunday, my husband is at his best friend’s house and the dog and I have our whole house to ourselves. This inevitably means that I stare at my computer screen for three hours trying to remember what scene I was planning to write and flipping through Pinterest and listening to Jordi Savall on the internet radio trying to get myself motivated.

a view from my writer’s nook

My dog chills in the closet.

Best Nook in the House

The three of us have done a really good job getting settled, but there are still plenty of boxes to unpack. Our new house has lots of storage spaces yet to be filled, but there is quite a process ahead of us determining what needs to go where. And despite all the storage, there simply are not enough bookshelves.

as yet unused linens closet

My craft room opens directly into the smallest ‘bedroom’ which someday hopefully will be a nursery. My desk faces away from that doorway, which until about forty minutes ago was blocked purposefully by my standing mirror. I now have the doorway open and the window open to air out the upstairs and am hoping to organize or at least unpack a good portion of what’s been stored in there since we moved in. Lots of book, fabric, old pictures I clipped out of magazines back in college to give me inspiration for whatever forgotten adventure I was writing back then.

Sunny Side of the House

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Thad and I just took a little break from writing/lounging-in-closet to walk our neighborhood and play briefly in our yard.

Happy Puppeh

I made myself lunch – the noodle bowl I’ve been craving and that I am now splashing on the keyboard. I also grabbed a glass of water because, o my god, sodium. I took the opportunity while foods were cooking to put away a few things in the kitchen, open the rest of the windows on the second floor, and replace the window in the front storm door with the screen. Welcome to our Airflow Kingdom! I pulled a few more pictures and books out of boxes in the nursery/library, but still have no where else to put them. The empty boxes, however are now out in the pile of other empty boxes, saved for friends’ pending moves. Progress. Our house might still be kind of messy (not unlike this blog post). There are still so many things to do.  But that’s ok, because the cottage is not a show piece. We live here. It might not look like much yet, but it’s home!