Monday, January 27, 2014

January 27, 2014: a smelly day

Today started out just fine.  It's my day off and I slept until 7:30 AM.

I was in the bedroom cleaning my closet and I heard weird gurgling noises.  I went in the bathroom and there was sewer water on the floor.  The toilet bowl was totally empty.  I started throwing down towels to sop up the water.

I went to check the other bathroom.  The same thing!  I called the city.  I thought someone might be working on the sewers.  But, that wasn't the problem.  I called my plumber.  He came right over.  The sewer line to my house is partially busted.  He fixed it enough for a few days.  He has to come back later with a special camera to put down the pipes and figure out all the damage.

Luckily, my friend Bert was here today.  He brought out my water vacuum and worked on the water on the floor in the bathrooms.

There's always some kind of problem with a house.  This has been a very stinky one!

Friday, January 17, 2014

January 17, 2014

I'm happy to say that I survived the holidays very well.  But, I am also so happy that they are over.  There are just too too many memories associated with holidays.  It made it difficult for me to focus on the present.

I am pretty content with my current life.  It's been over a year now that I have had the house to myself.

I've spread out through the entire house.  At first, I wanted to keep a guest room set aside and ready for visitors.  I still have the bed in the room but today I am moving all my patterns and books down to that room.  This frees up a lot of storage space in my sewing room.  I moved most of the clothing that I've made onto a rolling rack that I placed in that room.  I hadn't realized how much I've made until I put it all in one spot.

I put one of the cats' litter boxes in the bathtub in the second, rarely used bathroom.  It's now their favorite spot.  I wish the cats would not get so enthusiastic with scratching the litter.  Then I wouldn't have to sweep it up so often.

Home maintenance is a necessary nuisance, though.  Maybe someday someone will pay big bucks for my property.  Then I can move back to a townhouse.  I sold my townhome in Bellaire for this house.  Originally, my son, ex-husband, my mother and I lived here together.  A big house was useful back then.

In the meantime, I am putting the house to good use.

Right now I am looking at all my pink poodles that I gathered in one corner of the family room.  It makes me smile just to look at them.  My real live pink poodle, Sweetsie is sleeping next to me on the sofa.

My home is a happy place to be!