Hm. Hubby seems to be offered a third (or more) interview for job he wants. He had been told that tptb would tell him yesterday whether he was hired or not. Fortunately, he has no time to wrack his brain about this. Today is storage moving day. (Finally!) As I look around this place and note how our stuff-- our reflection of some aspect of us or other-- has changed over the years, I realize that when we arrived we were gobsmacked from a lengthy legal process and dared not have enough to make a ruckus, impact, or difference in the place. As we found our new selves, we expressed some of these changes. Now, we have a downright odd (to most people) but personally satisfying expression. For example, our little curated fluffy collection has attracted a veritable explosion of fluff. As it turns out, it is excellent to have their cuteness and sweet little faces all about the place. Today, the furniture that is coming back from storage is really "their" furniture along with a little something that gives context. The Living Room Manager Bears will have their own chairs and places of honor as part of a vignette that I felt was worth bringing back from years ago. I was unable to find the tablecloth I used, so I ordered a new one. When it is placed as the foundation of a layered table treatment, i will breathe a sigh of relief and all will be well in one room of my place. There will be no furniture for humans there because we need space for the drying racks. But who cares?! The space will be useful 24/7 and we will never, ever have to listen to the unprintable dryer for hours at a time per load and we can postpone a more expensive purchase. Can I ever live 100% without a dryer? This goal inspires me to make choices that are in favor of peace and quiet in my place. My values are reflected there, too.....
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)
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