Mr. and I find ourselves at the end of my staycation a bit disillusioned by how I didn't accomplish much spring cleaning, if at all. And how much I missed not dipping my toes in the sand at a beach front property. I successfully wasted time, though, so that's good, right? Plus I met the… Continue reading A mouse’s winter vacationing spot cuts into my staycation fun
Tag: emptying the nest
Who is your interior decorator?
Are you over 50 and feeling like you’re not sure why your house looks like you never really discovered a “look”? You’re not alone. We have let our life become our interior decorator. This month, I've been taking a serious look at our home. From the distance, looking in. I'm surprised at how much I… Continue reading Who is your interior decorator?
The well-traveled road to an empty nest library
The moment I became a mom, I discovered I must've forgotten to ask a lot of important questions in life up to that point. I hadn't traveled that road before, and I was scared as hell thinking I'd fail. I was determined not to fail at the adventure of being a housewife and a mother. … Continue reading The well-traveled road to an empty nest library
7-year itch about everything
Dearest, Every decision related to you and your belongings that I've made throughout the last 11 years has been out of love. Yes, it's true. Every decision. Out of love for you, Mom. But now, it's all different. I'm different without you here. I must confess, I'm feeling a fresh and new kind of 7-year… Continue reading 7-year itch about everything
The sunrise of my 400th post!
As I was about to write my post yesterday, I noticed I was adding #399. Holy sh*t...almost a milestone! I'm impressed with my dedication to my hobby. So yeah, today, that means you are about to read my 400th post. Lucky you! And what does that mean to me? I get a prize (not an… Continue reading The sunrise of my 400th post!
Every girl wears saddle shoes and drives a Gremlin
When the empty nest has emptied, places, where the dust has settled, become more apparent and desirable for one (aka, Mr.) to shake the dust and move some shit around. Our Shed is one of the high-on-the-list-to-hit places this summer. Me: "How's it going out there?" Mr: "I found a box of yours, I think. … Continue reading Every girl wears saddle shoes and drives a Gremlin