Before you scroll down to read my brilliant insights into Penelope Fitzgerald’s Human Voices, I just thought I would let you all into my 3D world for a moment. I am a little overwhelmed at the moment trying to settle into a new house. Not only is there all the unpacking, but there are also more than a few contractors running around sorting out things like floors, hot water, and electrical panels. This would be stress enough along with work and a million other things that need seeing to at the moment. But it appears that we have well and truly entered into the life of homeowners with our unpredictable pile of bricks that we can now officially call a Money Pit. When your electrician calls you at work to tell you that your air conditioning system has gone belly up just as we enter into the stinking hot, humid slog of a DC summer, you can really only laugh. Long, loud, hysterical laughs that are in direct proportion to the amount of money it will take to fix the situation.
But alas, you don’t all come here looking for sob stories–unless someone wrote them into a fabulous novel–so I will truncate my “poor me” diatribe. The bottom line is that once we get past this bit we will have a wonderful place to call home. One with lots of birds and butterflies (seriously) and a whole room I like to call my library. Plus I have some great pictures of northern California and all kinds of other fun posts in store. It is just going to take me longer to post about them.
(No that isn ‘t our new house, and no, we don’t live in Newhouse. It just seemed apt.)