A Little comfort goes a long way....
By mar cil on August 20, 2013
…and you don’t realize you don’t have it, or its altered, until it’s gone.
For 11 years, we had a marvelous old house where things worked, gardens were to be had, plumbing worked, and it was a pleasure living in our house.Then the house sold.
We moved into my late mother’s house, with our belongings crammed in**even after we threw a ton of stuff away**and between the amount of estate stuff, sibling stuff,it’s enough to even make me claustrophobic.
Then there is the house, aka Undisclosed location II,and hopefully, by the time that we get down this weekend, we might see some walls up and a roof.
Oh, that only a flush toilet be close behind…lol