Monday, January 18, 2010
Home, Sweet Home?
We are finally here and starting to settle back in, and it feels really strange. The house is smaller (and shabbier) than I remember and I'm racking up items on my to-do list (mostly small repairs and lots of painting). There's a leak in the bathroom sink, all the sealant around the tub has turned black, the tenants left heaps of junk in the backyard, it's cold, and grey, and the pretty snow is gone.
But...I'm home. My house. My home. So there's lots of work to do - I expected that. So it's small (cozy) - I can adjust to that again. So it's a little shabbier - paint's cheap and therapeutic. And, I've got new carpet! Installed by someone else, so I got to come home to it all done and ready.
We are also having fun pulling boxes out of storage and rediscovering things ("why did I pack that up and not just throw it away?"). I feel like an archaeologist. It's a small but significant joy to find a favourite tea towel or wooden spoon.
So, back to the unpacking and excavation.