I came home last night to a flyer on the front door. The HAND (Housing and Neighborhood Development) inspector is supposed to be touring the complex today and tomorrow. He will apparently need access to all the windows, as well as the smoke detectors. Pets have to be restrained, and since there is a window in each bedroom, I have no place to stash Miss Brown (her crate is on loan to the pointy-eared red dog).
So, I’m getting an unwanted and unscheduled day at home. Hopefully, they’ll get to my complex today, so I won’t have to take tomorrow off, as well. It’s bad enough making up time on Friday, but I do not want to work on Saturday.
On the bright side, I was up bright and early, and have already made a loaf of whole wheat and sucanat banana bread. It just came out of the oven, and it smells divine.
I also was finally motivated to hang up some artwork. I’ve been here a year, and bookshelves aside, I had yet to hang a single thing on any of the walls. The living room and dining room are now sporting splashes of color, and it feels a little more like home and not just a vanilla apartment.
The little walnut end table was my great grandma Nell’s bedside table. The oak dresser was my mother’s. It’s the one I grew up with. The fish were rescued, and since I’m useless, I keep forgetting to buy aquarium plants for them. The cat is sleeping in an old clementine box, where I keep the dog’s leashes and pick-up baggies. I was a meanypants and took away her perch on top of the little bookcase in the lower right, so she’s relocated.
Some old paintings, because the newer stuff is all in books or on paper, and I haven’t gotten my act together to get anything matted and framed. Actually, only two of them are really old. The three smaller paintings were done while I was living in Owen County, so while not new, they are recent(ish)
The little painting on the top shelf of the bookcase is the encaustic I’m currently working on. The rest of the paintings are old work.
red paper boat 