I've been so slack writing about my home and life in the neighborhood. A conversation after
church today and some recent opportunities and experiences reminded me why I decided to track this new life.
Last year at Christmas, most of my house was under plastic and dropcloths, there were sawhorses in the dining room, and I was wearing a brace on an injured knee. I managed to stick a wreath on the front door, but Christmas was a non-event. This year, I was giddy about pulling out decorations that had been packed away for 2 years and deciding what to use. A friend helped me pick out a big tree and get it in the stand. Somehow, it was the decorating that made this house really feel like home. (Well ,that and finishing the closet project in the front bedroom that allowed me to finally finish unpacking).
Here's the closets and window seats added in the front room.
Here's the living room decorated for Christmas.
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