Cider Press Hill

I shoulda been a cabinetmaker

Monday, 8:27 pm

By Kate

Aug

28

2006

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I readily admit that I don’t know if Thos. Moser Cabinetmakers are better than other cabinetmakers or they are some sort of artists among artists. But my word, I just can’t find $5,560 in this desk. Can you? Am I missing something important here? 



 

Office space

Monday, 1:36 pm

By Kate

Aug

28

2006

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For the last several years, my computer has been in my bedroom. That’s been my office. And I’ve often thought how lovely it would be to put it someplace else—with views out a window even. But with the lad home, there really wasn’t enough room anyplace else. It’s amazing how much space a teenager can fill up.

Now, I have room to spare, even in this tiny house. I’m suddenly rattling around in it with parts of it that don’t see much use at all. Traffic is way down, obviously.

So, last evening, I got to work. The first order of business was dismantling a fish tank that had been in the dining room for years. My last fish died a few months ago and I finally decided that I’ve had it with fish. Time to put the tank away and use the space for something else. A desk, for example.

That was a project, but the tank is gone and the desk is in its new home. And I have a large window...the sliding glass doors that lead out onto the deck. I can watch the bird feeders. I can even look out the front windows at the same time. Suddenly I feel connected to the outside world. And Terry is happier. She can sleep on her favorite bed with me in the same room. I don’t think she’s been this content in a long while. You can just see the happiness oozing out of her eyes.

Of course, the best part for me is the new computer. Last Christmas, the lad and I came to an agreement. I’d get him a new computer for Christmas, but it was only on loan. As soon as he left for college, I would assume ownership. Now, here I am now with a screaming machine—with a dual 2.4 GHz processor, 1Gig of Ram, and 224 Gigs of hard drive. And a flat panel LCD monitor. I tell you, this is sweet. My old computer is still upstairs, but it has lost its appeal overnight. It is old and slow and on its last legs.

I haven’t decided yet whether to get rid of it, though. I’ve grown rather fond of having the wide world of internet radio available when I retire for the evening. Maybe I’ll leave it as my upstairs entertainment center. I can do that now. I can do whatever I want in my house. Yes, I can.



 

All fixed

Sunday, 2:52 pm

By Kate

Aug

27

2006

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The dishwasher is fixed! There was a wad of paper clogging the drain hose. That’s all it was. Of course, fixing it required removing the dishwasher completely from under the counter, dragging it outside and tipping it upside down to get to the hose—which is rather a lot of effort for a tiny wad of paper. But whoo-hoo! It’s fixed!!! Thank you, E. What a really nice guy to spend his day off fooling with my dishwasher. I am such a happy camper.



 

The magic phone call

Saturday, 1:40 pm

By Kate

Aug

26

2006

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Much to my surprise, Ian called last night at around 1:00 to have a chat. He just wanted to talk. And tell me about EVERYTHING. He is having such a great time. He’s met a ton of people, made friends already and, well, there’s this girl who spent the day with him and wants to spend another day with him today and maybe even tomorrow. We talked and talked and talked. He bubbled over and it was so darned good to hear it. He is happy. And fitting in easily. And his roommate is a virtual clone. It appears they can practically finish each other’s sentences, they are so much alike. Their room is set up, they have the comforts of home. They love it. They’ve already had their discussion about what goes and what doesn’t in the room. What the boundaries are and all that important stuff. They are quite pleased with themselves.

There is also a request for a care package. Someone forgot the remote control to the television. Gads, what hardship. And as long as I’m sending stuff...maybe some cookies and well...a little cash wouldn’t be too hard to take, either. Cracked me up.

I feel so much better. I don’t know what it was about that phone call, but it just made me grin from ear to ear and lifted my spirits immensely. He’s happy. Really happy. And he wanted to tell me all about it. Well, of course that made me feel better. I think it’s going to be okay. I’ve been kind of checking myself over this morning, trying to determine if anything is still broken...do I really feel that much better or is this just a blip in my generally miserable outlook this week. No, I think there must have been some curative elixir in that phone call. I *do* feel better.

Oh and I joined the gym yesterday and signed up for a stained glass making class and made an appointment to have my hair cut and pertied up on Tuesday. I think I may live through this after all.



 

And then....

Friday, 11:15 am

By Kate

Aug

25

2006

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And THEN…

My dishwasher broke. Dead pump. No drainy. &#%$#!!



 

He's off on his new adventure

Thursday, 7:18 am

By Kate

Aug

24

2006

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Alrighty then.

Ian is on his way to college. He left about an hour ago and the house is very, very quiet. I’m not quite sure where I’m at yet, but miraculously, I am NOT crying. That’s probably because I am excessively dehydrated from the past 5 days. Not sure there are any more tears left to shed right now. I’ll give it a few hours. J is coming over in an hour or two to babysit me today and I’m sure we will work into it. It’s a minute by minute, hour by hour thing.

Ian cried a little when he got in his Dad’s car. I really didn’t expect it, but I’m not sure why. This is a pretty momentous change for him, leaving his friends and home and everything familiar. But he is also so excited. His roommate called last night and they gabbed for nearly a half an hour about their room. Simon is there already and is waiting impatiently for Ian to get there. They have plans already. And a very busy weekend ahead...including a big party on Saturday night. I think he’ll be fine once he’s there and settled in.

We spent a lot of time talking yesterday and last night, went out for lattes and eats, did some last minute shopping and just cruised around town so he could say goodbye to his favorite haunts. We both are starting new lives at the same time and at the end of four years we both are supposed to know what we want to be when we grow up. We laughed about it...wondering which of us will figure it out first. Comparing notes along the way. One thing is for sure, our lives may have changed overnight, but we are still very close and we will continue to be. It’ll just be a different kind of close and a more grown up relationship now. We are both actually looking forward to that.

He wants me to go down and spend a weekend the latter part of September or early October. And then, of course, there will be a long Christmas vacation with the collection of friends already assured that they are welcome here and there will be festivities galore. The social whirl this week was astonishing. They all seemed to really need the promise of get-togethers at Christmas.

So...that’s where things are at this moment. I’m feeling kind of empty, I guess. Tired and sad and yet feeling better than I thought I’d feel. Or maybe just a little numb for now. That’s okay. It sort of feels as if he just left for another extended vacation with his Dad this morning and I’m used to that. So, I’m not sure when the reality will finally hit me. I’ll start sorting myself out in the coming days and you will assuredly hear all about it. That’s what blogs are for, right?

And, in the meantime, I have an awful lot of cleaning to do. The house looks like multiple bombs went off in every room. It’s a big project moving someone out and sorting belongings that stay, go, or will be discarded. It’s a good thing that today is trash day. We hauled a lot to the curb early this morning. It’s going to take days to put this place back in order. I’m not quite ready to start that today, but, then again, J might have other ideas, too. She’s very good at these sorts of things and a very, very dear friend. I’m going to need her as the day wears on, I’m pretty sure.



 

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