In Duh Moment

When I began the One Room project, it was my intent to develop a website in conjunction with my efforts, designed both to describe the project itself and provide links to relevant stuff (like this blog). Unfortunately, my hardcode html skills have long since vacated the neural storage areas, so I was hoping to find a certain piece of software I just knew I had…somewhere. For weeks I hoped to come across it, but sadly the software made no appearance. I didn't want to delay the oneroomatatime.net announcement too long, so I redirected the site to the blog. I figured that at some point I was either going to have to relearn all the html skills or learn some new freeware to build the site as I wanted it.

Until yesterday.

Yes, I found my software of choice, the one I knew I had somewhere. Little did I realize that the somewhere was right over my shoulder, on the bookshelf, next to the software I used in a previous existence. When my eyes actually decoded the visual cues, my mouth expelled the sound "duh." So, after a quick refresher and other issues of a technical nature, I will soon be constructing the One Room web site in all its deserved glory. Mostly.

On a 1RAT related note, Mom's stuff is really in the way. I haven't even been able to work on the guest room since we moved her stuff into the house, but I did manage to reclaim the entryway and get the love seat cleared off. Spring, however, is just around the corner, which means YARD SALES!!!

This week is that week

Almost forgot to remind folks:

National Multiple Sclerosis Awareness Week
March 5 - 11, 2007


In honor of such, the toys are back on eBay™.

Playtoys for kitties

Things are progressing slowly, yet are progressing. I actually have a path through the living room, and my entryway is clutter-free once more. I actually began to relist items on eBay™, so feel free to check them out. More things will be listed in the future, although not as quickly as perhaps needed. I still want to get the guest room finished.

In the meantime, I will keep kicking the rubber ball to watch the cats chase it and laughing at them as they jump into the newly emptied boxes.

Obstacle course

I know…there is…a computer…here…somewhere. Aha! Found it!!

Having completed the removal of Mom's things from her independent living apartment, I now enter the next phase of things clutterish: dealing with her stuff, stuff that has turned my house into a sadly familiar environment. Moving from A to B once again involves lifting skirts and stepping lightly, and that is just so the cats don't get squished as they check out the myriad new exploration opportunities. Knocking piles over has once again becoming a daily routine, as has moving piles from here to there. Thank goodness for the assist from the eldest daughter, because I am not sure where we would have put the things that DID sell. Unfortunately, I still have way to many things left, and not just furniture. It was actually the Mrs. who declared it what I now use as title for this post. Yep, seems fitting. My other title option was "Omigodwheretheheckismy?"

Well, I expect that I will once again enter the eBay fray, more out of necessity than desire. That is, if I can find the packing supplies in all this…clutter.

Things that make me go "Mom!!!"

You know the drill. Mom goes to the skilled nursing facility, but her stuff doesn't. It must go somewhere. The oldest tax-deduction-of-the-past, otherwise known as the eldest daughter, is making effort to help in relocating things so that Mom's clutter doesn't compound my clutter and make the project implode. To make those efforts easier, I went to take photos to post. It would have been nice if I had checked the battery before I got to Mom's apartment, thus avoiding the second trip to it, thus avoiding the haste that brought about blurry pictures. Sorry. In addition, I didn't take Mom's clutter off, so it is just the furniture that is available for new homes, not the clutter in/on it. No secret where I get some of my dysfunction, eh? Here are photos:


Bookcase w/doors
59"h X 24"w X 9"d
Doors are 14"h
Sold!!


Bookcase (matches above)
39"h X 24"w X 11"d
Sold!!


Dresser
32"h X 50"w X 16"d
Mirror is 40"h X 32"w


Desk
31"h X 40"w X 18"d
Sold!!


Lift chair
42"h X 34"w X 36"d
All features work


Lamp
67"h


Glider/rocker & ottoman (2 of these)
41"h X 29"w X 32"d
ottoman is 14"h X 19"w X 16"d
SOLD!!


Entertainment/display center
76"h X 48"w X 18"d
comes in two pieces; mirror and top glass case are lighted


Dining table w/leaf; 4 chairs
table is 29"h X 42"diameter; leaf is 10"
Reclaimed

Doing the Math - Week Twelve

Due to the break, there is no math homework.

I always wanted to say that…

Mmmmm, vanilla

Working on the guest room is a nice change of pace from stirring up the frozen dust in the attic, but I still find the need for the space heater. Cheaper to run that than pay ANOTHER overpriced gas bill (the bills for last two months have extorted over $170 from us). Some of the chill comes from broken windows, which I will have to add to the list of things to do to fix the room. No big deal. OK, maybe a slightly larger deal than I let on, but I know that it will get fixed. In the meantime, the cleaning and painting is moving along nicely. Even managed to get a chuckle out of things yesterday.

See, when we went to get new paint for the room, we took along one of the curtains, as they were going to remain in the room. As stated before, I did that manly thing of holding it up against the color swatches for the Mrs. to approve choices for the room, and we picked ones that matched elements in the curtains. Who would have thunk that we would pick a color for the walls that is nearly identical to the existing color? Yeppers. I get things taped and begin to paint and discover that something didn't change. I mean, come on, this was to give things a new look, not be all same looking. Granted, it is nice to have a fresh coat of paint to cover up the evidence of little human fingers smearing God-knows-what on the walls, as well as to cover up the spackling spots where various holes were filled. But the same color? After my initial distress, I started to chuckle at the situation. Why? Because you know that if we had gone in to match the paint, we would never have accomplished it.

Still, there is one great difference that stands out. Actually, it kind of wafts out. No, not the smell of fresh paint, although the waftage did have something to do with the paint. See, as we were shopping for paint, we came across this POS display promoting a paint additive called "Paint Pourri." Keep in mind that recent olfactory memory of this room involved the combination of teenage male, pissing dogs, nasty rabbit habits, and a bit of mildew. Not pleasant. It would come as no surprise that the Mrs. and I both gave this product a closer look. Essentially, adding this to the paint made it become a "long lasting air freshener." Cool. Had all manner of smells to choose from, each with a little scratch-n-sniff spot. We chose a smell that we both could live with, one that was a favorite of the Mrs. and could be tolerate by me (allergies can be so problematic when it comes to aromas). Of course, I suppose our food bill will go up now. Want to guess the smell?