Christmas Is Coming!

Here's my Christmas tree:

And I put lights around my railing:

And I decorated trailer park style: (notice my Nativity Scene? I smashed it all into a little tray.)

The dog is still with us: He lost weight? Hopefully I did too?

I finished my quilt last month:

Here's a close-up:

Life has gone on a lot better since I've posted anything here. I quit my job a few months ago, (YAY!!!!!) and have been retired. I have been recovering from the crippling exhaustion from that job and have been thinking about what I want for my future. I know I definitely don't want to go back to work. I cannot handle it. But how to make money?

 

We have also put an offer in for a new house. It needs a ton of work. It will need to be gutted and redone. Completely. The lady who's selling it doesn't know how to keep a home. She's a hoarder. It has roaches, and daddy long leg spiders. EVERYWHERE. It has no water and she hasn't been living there recently. Every time the water gets turned on, the pipes leak. EVERYWHERE. Um hello? Fix it? She has patch job over patch job all over the ceiling and walls to fix drywall where there have been leaks. Um hello? Fix the pipes instead of the drywall? She inherited it from her mom debt free and decided to take out a loan on the house. Um hello? Fix up the house? Where did the money go? All her belongings look like they where her mother's. So it didn't go there. The house needs new drywall, new paint, new flooring, new kitchen, bug spray, landscaping, foundation strengthening exercises(cause I don't know what you call it), new roof long overdue, new cabinets in the kitchen and baths, new doors and windows, etc... I could go on and on and on and on...

 

It will be a lot of work but I guess I've had enough practice re-doing houses? So I definitely know what to expect. Hopefully it will be finished a lot sooner than the Libby house which is the namesake of my blog: "Hopelessness On Libby." It was on Libby Street. And it took FOR-EV-ER to finish. I gave up hope on that house and deemed it hopeless cause it was perpetually unfinished. I sometimes miss that house because it was all done, right before we moved, the last of it was finished up, but then I remember how long it took to clean and there where just 2 of us and I didn't get along with it because it had bad hopeless memories in it. So I don't miss it after I remember that.

 

The place we are in right now I feel safe here. We have both condos up for sale but the area looks bad, so it sometimes scares off potential buyers. Some reason though it doesn't scare me. I feel safe here. I am surrounded by people all around me and can even hear the neighbor kids through the walls. It's constant community. You get to know all the familiar faces around you and everyone minds their own business except that one lady who walks around and invites herself into your house if your door is wide open, and peeks her head around every corner and is the female version of a very nosy peeping tom. She doesn't speak much English, so you can't find out much about her, but oh boy that one lady. She is sure nosy! But entertaining! She doesn't feel embarrassed at all! I never knew Asian people could be like that!

 

See ya later!

Trisha.