Small Steps... but it's Progress

Ever since my move I've been feeling, well, kind of unsettled. There are certainly pros and cons about this new living situation. Of course I realize that's life and it applies to everyone everywhere. But I'm just saying... I've really been on the fence, mentally, about... things.

It's been almost 3 months now. I haven't felt like nesting yet.

Of course, the first month or so it was due to plumbing issues. Which were finally sorted out and then repaired. Although water leaked from the washer upstairs down into the basement, it was over the 'unfinished' area that's setup for a work-shop and storage. Which could have been bad, if our personal belongings had been water damaged. But nothing was. The leak was in a good spot. It missed most things and just filled up the room with a bit of water. With the dehumidifier that the 'water specialist' brought in it dried up amazingly fast.

So, yeah... that was a set-back. Actually, in the end it was motivating because we'd had to move everything and then re-organize it after the room dried out. But it was merely necessity that pushed me to do it.

Then there was the discovery that I don't have a fireplace. I mean, I do, of course. But it's unusable until we figure out why it doesn't vent. I was very excited when I decided to try a small fire in there. The weather had finally cooled down enough for it. But hey, well, even with my doors closed they quickly smelled the smoke upstairs. And my room was smoky for a day or 2. These silly windows only open a couple inches. But at least there are 2 of them. Anyway the fireplace had been a big selling-point for me. Now it's on hold.

Speaking of those windows, they didn't have screens on them. They're not sliders but rather are hinged at the bottom and they open at an angle by pulling the top inward. But being me and really wary of the insectavorae, I wasn't about to open them until I figured out how to screen them. I mean, other than the day of the fireplace test. I guess I owe this one to dad. He was really good at figuring out how to just make things work. Not always (not usually?) the right way but he made stuff work one way or another. In this case, so did I. With a roll of screen from Home Depot and scissors and duct-tape I cut out a couple sections of screening and taped it to the outside of the window frame. Actually pretty hilarious but it works rather well and you can barely tell from the inside.

So, I guess the point I'm not getting to is this: between water and fire and (mainly) my mixed-up-ed-ness I've really been dragging my feet. About this place. Until today. Something must have clicked. I was able to focus and sort through another box full of crap. I mean, good stuff that I own. The travel-path in my room has opened up a bit. A couple candles are sitting around here and there. Some filing has been caught up, piles of papers re-organized, recycled, etc. It's still an unfinished, rough looking space but it's definitely moved 2 steps forward from where it was yesterday.

I'm happy about that!

PS - I didn't even mention the blasted yappy dog but he may earn a blog unto himself. We'll see.