From Chaos Comes Order, or at least I hope so

We’re finally getting some much needed work done on the house. Our porch was so rotted, the railing was literally hanging off. So this needed to be pulled off- which its still in the first stage of repair, or rather being torn apart.

 We’re also having the front steps replaced, including a handrail. As you can see here, folks aren’t coming up to visit. Even the mailman can’t get the mail to the house. I’m not sure how this will work out- I guess we can go to the post office…?

I don’t like where we live. The houses are too close together, and this building is falling apart. The rooms are too small. Closet space is practically non-existent. I don’t think there’s a single room that doesn’t need major TLC to make it better, and even with that, the entire house doesn’t get much in the way of direct sunlight. Its like living in a cave. I hate it.

Eventually, I’d like to move to another house more in the country with more space. Certainly more light! With the neighbors further away. I agree ‘fences make good neighbors’.

So in the meantime, I clench my teeth/fists and force myself to be patient, waiting for the repairs to be done, hoping I will like the house. I’m not sure if I ever will, but it will look better.


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