Guest Room

I can feel that I’m starting to get sick. It’s inevitable. So many people I work with are sick. But it’s also a matter of our constantly fluctuating temperatures and weather and the fact that we have no insulation in the bottom half of our house to keep out the heat or cold. I’m working hard to hold whatever it is at bay with rest and fluids and good food, but I can feel it lurking.

This reminds me of another time I was sick and moved into the guest room for a few nights so I wouldn’t disturb Tom as I coughed or got in and out of bed several times a night. I was also away from little dogs pushing me around in bed and disturbing my sleep. I set up my laptop so I could work or watch movies in bed, and our foster at that time, Thomas, was the only dog allowed to join me.

This is what the guest room looks like now. Not really an escape option these days!

The bed is in storage. The green chair is at the upholstery shop to be repaired and reupholstered. And Thomas now naps in the home of his forever family. He’s a great dog.

The Office

Ha, just think of all the people who could land here because they’ve heard there might be a new season of “The Office.” I’m with you, seekers, I loved “The Office.”

Back in December of last year, here’s how the Craft Room side of the office looked.

So. Because of the flood: the white bookcases are gone. The sofa is gone. The craft cabinet behind the sofa is gone. The two office chairs on the right are gone. The doll house on the upper left is half gone (the bottom half). The couch pillows are gone. The ottoman is gone. Of course Chaya on the ottoman is gone, but that’s because she traveled to her forever home over a year ago. The three miscreants on the sofa are still here, and that’s more important than anything else.

Currently in the same space is where we’ve temporarily set up our bedroom.

The bed and the bedside table on the left are what we could save from our bedroom furniture. We lost the dresser and the armoire. The couch on the right is the one that was in our living room and will go back there. The table on the right with the Tiffany-style lamp is a new one Debby bought for herself then decided she didn’t want so she gave it to Tom.  His shoes in a bin on the top of a cardboard box are a Jack deterrent. (Jack loves shoes.) Anime is on the bed. You can’t see her, but Delta has made a pillow fort from my pillows. It’s cold in Houston, and Delta is over it.

Then and Now in the living room

One problem with finding before photos is that they’re all on my old computer which is (a) a geezer barely hanging on so I don’t turn it on and (b) in storage because I will eventually pull all the photos off its hard drive before it dies.

However, here is a wall in the living room when I was still putting books in the bookcases after we moved in.

And this is now.

Happy New Year

While I sit here eating my black-eyed peas and turnip greens as part of my New Year’s Day meal, I’m going to start sharing photos of Houndstooth Hall as it was before and is now. Because in the coming weeks as things start to be put right again, it’ll be fun for me to see what goes back to the way it was and what gets even better. =)

This is how one corner of the library was:

This is how it looks now:

Tiny Christmas

We didn’t totally ignore Christmas. There were stockings and little things (gift cards are small!). And it wouldn’t be Christmas if I didn’t receive a doll. This new Cleo De Nile from Tom is the only one in the house. Even my little action figure Edward who was left behind is now safely in storage with the other action figures. Cleo has no idea she has a whole family who will descend on her in a few months.

The base of my mother’s china cabinet the Monsters used to hang out on was ruined in the flood, but we saved the upper half. Once we can replace our furniture, we’ll find a new lower half.

Not sure if the dolls will go there again. I’ve been looking for better options, because these kids can sure attract the dust, and cleaning them takes a lot of time. We’ll see.

it’s the most wonderful time of the year

I believe I shared that Tom and I have moved our bed into half of my old office. And therein lies the reason for the only festive thing we’ve accomplished this season. Hanging remnants from last year’s wrapping paper on the French doors so Pollock can’t come stare at us while we sleep. He sends the Bat Pack into a barking frenzy, even though they all like Pollock. I guess they, like us, don’t feel like being a zoo or museum exhibit.

One in three

Only one in three dogs* can sleep peacefully on stripes against 1970s linoleum in a room still waiting to be recovered after flood damage almost four months later. They liked the laminate that used to cover this linoleum. Soon it will be GONE and replaced by tile.

Related: Keith the Contractor agrees with me that the faux-alligator (or is it crocodile?) wallpaper must stay. The first time I saw it, I figured we’d be pulling it off the wall. But it sort of grew on me.

*The Bad Dog. He dreams of eating alligators. Or crocodiles.