Kitty's bed got moved, but not my chair, so she's back on my lap... or any other part she can squeeze herself onto. She's particularly fond of the space under my chin. She almost fell off the arm of the chair trying to be close and still accommodate my need for space. Such devotion! Gotta bring that bed back!

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My daughter does not like dancing on the dense foam mat flooring that I put down in the family room. I guess now that she's on point, she needs a harder floor. That's fine. The flooring I chose for the living room will probably fit the bill. I'm actually glad cuz I wanted my decor to be more 'minimalist' in that space anyway.

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Awhile ago I advertised the bottom half of my other house as a short term rental. The house used to be a duplex, and is an easy fix to become so again if we wanted to. We'd leave the upstairs 'apartment' for our occasional visits. There is a separate entrance so blocking off the stairwell is all that's really essential for the other part to be rentable. I just want to see if this will work.

I've received a few promising responses from the add. A lot of young medical professionals get their first practical experience at the hospital nearby so there is a market for that kind of thing. I didn't want to rent it as a single family home because it's too much house. It will attract large families or multiple tenants... or people like the ones I described in a previous post.

I'm really proud of all the work we did, and want to see people in there who would respect it. We still would rather sell it. A good short term renter would enable us to have income until next selling season. Now, if I could just get Hubby to take some pics of the inside!

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I didn't make it to the thrift store drop-off today but I have a collection accumulating in my van. I know I can at least double what is there, and maybe even fill the thing up! It's a small but significant paradigm shift, going from "where can I put this?" to "what can I get rid of?" In former days I might have deluded myself by thinking that I could find places for every single item that was either beautiful or useful. I've recently gotten rid of tons of beautiful and useful items, and I am happy to be free of it.

I feel like I have to be completely through with the sorting and shedding process by Thanksgiving, when hopefully Hubby will be able to come home. He's currently helping our schizophrenic daughter get settled in her home, and playing a supportive role in our son's fledgeling business and family. This year we have spent far more time apart than together. Even more than our usual truck driver/wife relationship! What can I say, it was needed.

He is worse than I am with regard to parting with possessions. I can almost guarantee he won't miss anything he hasn't seen, but if he has a chance to see it... ugh. If he'd had to pick through what was here, this job would never get done. We both know this. Even working together he'd be constantly looking over my shoulder, or bringing things in from the 'out' pile. I feel like this was the only way to make a home for us... by me taking charge.

I'm not usually that domineering, honest! Hopefully he'll be fine without all the crap he never saw, and content with the many, many tokens I've kept. I think he'll appreciate that he didn't have to make all the millions of little decisions, which were hard enough for me to make. I think I can imagine us being happy here.

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