Roll Outs or Climb Up .... That is the Question.

This entry is an update:  Poison Ivy is under control.  House remodeling has begun ... two days ago a crowbar, hammer and sawsall were put to use in bringing down (literally SMASH)  a closet and a wall.  I was on the clean-up crew - the skill that I could contribute..  My observation on home remodeling is that whatever we do, we cannot expect a real estate return.  Labor and cost of materials has not gone down.  Crazy that we are in a recession ... house prices have plummetted but the cost to remodel has not.  At some point, we have to evaluate where to draw the line in the sand on spending.  Under the counter LED lights were immediately cut.  I question if I really need every shelf in the cabinetry to roll out - an upgrade.  What about the "pots and pan" drawer?  It cost more ... why?  I have been told that I will "love" it.  Can I really be reduced to loving a pots and pan drawer?  Well, you get my drift ... I look forward to commenting on the beauty of the woods that surrounds the house.  Could we be happier if we built a tree fort instead?  There would be no room for granite or swing out cabinet inserts; these luxuries would be replaced by the sound of birds, the splash of morning sunlight, and a display of stars at night.  Well, we would need mosquito netting, internet access, AND ... ah, I am lucky to have so many choices and I know this.

The Princess and the Ivy

Finally, went to the doctor after another sleepless night of itchy poison ivy.  I have tried hydrochloride cream, calamine lotion (pretty pink) and benadryl ... notta, the bright red dots persist to ITCH.  So, I cannot not pee in a cup at any athletic event cuz the cure for poison ivy according to my doctor is to take steroids, two pills over the next four days.  Darn, I was going to run a full marathon event this weekend; I'll have to postpone my athletic endeavor.  (Kidding of course; about the marathon not this Ivy.) 

There was a fairy tale I enjoyed as a little girl entitled "The Princess and the Pea".  Legend says that a girl was accused of not being royal but she proved her bloodline because her delicate royal blood birthed her with skin so sensitive that she could feel a pea under several layers of mattress'.  She could not sleep because of a tiny pea.
So hey, maybe I'm of royal blood? 
What? 
Poison Ivy doesn't count? 
Are you telling me that I suffer the aliment of the massess????   Drats, that is just not right.

Have Patience With Me : )

I have moved to a beautiful piece of property BUT the house needs a lot of remodeling.  Reflecting on Spain has been postponed.  (Writing about the trip will happen; there is so much that I learned . )The sweet memory of Spain has been clouded for a short period  by dirt under my finger nails, wallpaper removal, paint in my hair and recently a nasty case of poison ivy from pulling weeds.  I have turned all of my creative juices to this project ... a home with a soul that reflects my partner and me.  Hopefully, you will feel calm and inspired if you happen to drop by.  Oh, by the way, we are using lawn chairs for furniture so please bring a chair.  : )