You can tell a lot about people by what you find lying around in their home. As was well documented in last week’s installment on lighting, (if you did not read that hilarious post, do yourself a favor and go back and do so now before proceeding. It’s OK, we’ll wait…) the gradual influx of … Continue reading Books, lip balm, reading glasses and toothpicks
The division of labor in our household opened my eyes to the undeniable truth that we own a lot of lamps. Like a 19th Century London lamplighter, I make the rounds of our main floor each morning in the predawn hours turning on our lamps. They create a warm, Thomas Kinkade glow that gives our … Continue reading So many lamps
Carla and I are in the stage before the empty nest, whatever that’s called. We’re not quite empty nesters because we still have one at home in high school. We’re more like intermittently semi-occupied nesters. Is that a thing? If not, I’m calling it. We’re ISONs. In this stage, our house can go from empty … Continue reading Full driveway, full house, full heart
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