I think I can see me.....

I believe I am beginning to feel more myself again lately...let me tell you why I believe this even though I don't actually feel much like myself again yet. I started cleaning again. Yippur. That's the kicker. I threw out all the pens that didn't work, got rid of pencils that had no erasers or were too short to hold onto, emptied the drawers of cards and letters that I will never read again...I got rid of an entire garbage bag of clothes. I cleaned and rearranged(or actually, more to the point , just plain ARRANGED) my kitchen cupboards, inside and out. And I am not finished....not by a long shot.

This is my dad...in the 50's. The only really hard part of putting winter to rest every year is hanging up my winter coat. My good winter coat.

This is it.

See that stencil and the name tag? This was my dad's pea coat. It keeps me warmer than any other coat ever did, ever could or ever will.

He gives me a hard time about the dog hair on it, so let's not tell him about this, okay?

Ah, and the fridge came...don't ask me about the laundry stuff yet. The plumbing downstairs isn't finished yet so I can't even look at my new washing machine yet. It would just be too, too painful. I am wearing my last pair of clean jeans, though, so I hope it's soon. But isn't she(the fridge) beautiful? Even lacking magnets? She's quiet, too. And clean. And easy to clean...

That's the old fridge on the left, waiting for B.C. Hydro to come pick her up on the 7th...it will be good to be done with it and have it out of my way. Then I can clean up that room, too.

Yesirreeee...I am coming back.