My planning was right on schedule...finished up the kitchen in time for the yard to explode, take a little vacation, and now the garden simply dominates. Every day new bulbs are popping up, flowers are peeking out, new plants are discovered, and the garden is beautifully overwhelming.
Having taken a break, the push is now on to wrap up some key cleaning, organizing, and unpacking projects in preparation for our Summer Solstice housewarming party. Right before a quick vacation to Mexico, the yoga room was filled with boxes as the basement bedroom at Frances was transferred to Chester. That 'bout broke my heart, 'cause it was mostly crap I don't want/own/care about emptied into my precious, empty, wide-open space yoga room...but, while I was gone the dutiful hubby returned it to its lovely mostly empty space. Nothing like emotional growth opportunities having a minimalist married to a consuming-addicted packrat.
Unemployment has enabled the same dutiful hubby to attack the crop of dandelions also blossoming in the yard. And, uncovering even more surprises, like a brick patio. Go figure.
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