In the off times when I’m not schlepping furniture, sorting boxes, cringing at toxic chemicals, ranting over the mess that was going away, posting things for sale on Craig’s List (Thank Goddess for Craigs’ List), I’m trying to work on little projects that give me pleasure. Things that I can do from my armchair, things that don’t need too much space, things that don’t need too much thought.
I realized as I was uploading the photos from my new camera (woohoo!), a Nikon Coolpix, that all the backgrounds on my photos are either the quilt on my bed or the rug in front of it. I have no place for a light box or to stage stuff. 10′ x 10′ is just not much space to live and work in. I am so very grateful to my mother for seeing this as an opportunity to treat the basement rooms as an apartment. It’s certainly large enough for one. One could easily add a small stove, fridge, and sink and rent it out but for now, no kitchenette. I can hardly wait. It looks like I’ll be here at least 2 more years, possibly three. Since the fire made us do so much work and since my bro was coming to help and since it is completely throwing my father into all kinds of confusion, it seemed like the best time to just do it all.
Teaser photo
