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  December 1st: my rattlesnake my restlessness


I went to an open house with Mike and Ivana on sunday; we looked at two houses, next door to each other, both built in the 1910's. One of them was a bit run-down, showing evidence of bad remodels over the years. amazing views, though. The houses are on the west slope of the fancy part of Capitol Hill, so they get a lovely view of Lake Union, complete with watching the roiling clouds sail by and amazing sunsets.

The one house may have been disappointing, but the other....wow. I'm experiencing serious house lust. Observation deck, amazing rocky garden (on a steep slope), several large bedrooms, professional kitchen with lots of storage space, guest suite complete with kitchen and dining room downstairs...and that view. The upstairs dining room had built-in cabinets with beautiful leaded-glass doors. Wood floors, of course...a potting room complete with long sink and moveable wooden grates...a fish tank set into the wall separating the potting room and the stairwell. The high, airy ceilings. The sleeping porch.

In other words, it was the sort of house that I have always dreamed of living in. It's also fabulously out of the price range i'll be looking at--at $465K, it's like looking at the moon and lusting.

Anyone want to drop $500K in my lap? Please?


6:30 my clock radio starts up, with NPR and that guy with the really soothing voice talking about something financial. I think.

6:40 my eyes clear enough that I can focus on the time. I hit the snooze button and it's back to slumberland.

7:09 "i really ought to get out of bed...I'll get out of bed at 10 after...zzzzz..."

7:21 Lilith crawls under the blankets, and her whiskers tickle my tummy. I giggle sleepily.

7:35 "I should have gotten out of bed before....it's so DARK! I don't want to get out of bed, it's dark...maybe i've been reading the time wrong?"

7:39 I jump out of bed, dress in three minutes flat, brush my teeth and hair, feed the fish, put water in the cat bowl, check the basement, put soup in a tupperware for lunch, put the garbage on the curb, and it's off to work.

i'm going to go to bed early tonight, I promise.

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I care not for images I miss you/all the world's/eternally green & I ask/what if I die without your love my rattlesnake/my restlessness what if I'm buried/thinking of you holding your eyes/with mine

Possession, Jane Miller

book: Memory at These Speeds, Jane Miller
outside: the damn bridge is still there
doing: testing, testing
link: Smashing Ideas Animation

dream: Bare and nerve wracking dreams about deserts and mountains. The dirt was red and from that I know I was somewhere in the Sierras.


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