The sun is shining

I’m lucky to have this in my garden.

Shopping Therapy

Image by theunquietlibrarian via Flickr

I don’t need to explain what “shopping therapy” means, we all know. Men-women of all ages need a little therapy from time to time. And as most people, I have my own ups and downs. So yesterday I decided to go and get myself some new lingerie. 6 panties and 2 bras later, I returned home happy and joyful, opened the drawers, removed everything from inside that began to torn or change color (two panties and a pair of socks that was). I put the washer machine, then the dryer and now my new pants are folded and neatly.
It makes me wonder: “How nice it would be if we could deal with our lives in general like this.” Open the drawer, throw what needs to be thrown away and fill it again with new ideas and stuff.
To continue: Today I look forward to get off from work, I finally decided to finish with the office. I want to go to IKEA and buy a door for the bookcase in which shelves I stored lots of paper that are not to be seen and buy another bookcase, to extend my library.  Because I thought; books will always be multiplied, it’s time to give them more space.
It makes me wonder: “Is it time to start throwing in the bin what isn’t to be seen after all. And this applies to my life of course.  Is it time to start making those changes?

Does the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes, to the very end
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to-night, my friend.

Christina Rossetti

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The landlady

Our landlady is a crazy old woman who calls in the middle of the night and screams for hours in the phone to guide us on how we are supposed to watch out for the snow.  We need to be very careful of the snow, we don’t want the trees to die on us.  The rent is low but there’s a catch.  She keeps the basement for herself, this is the deal, she can come and go whenever she likes.  But there’s more, what ever the problem, we fix it.  The water heater broke down, we pay for it.  All the water taps need to be replaced, we pay for it.  The doors and windows need to be replaced, she don’t give a damn.  We’ve had 3 cold winters in this house, she won’t pay a thing.

“This is why your rent is so low”.  Yes my lady, but I’m not going to build you a new home.  Give me half and I’ll change everything, or else, I’m living.  We’ve asked her three times if she sells, she won’t even sell.  Today I found online a pretty cheap store to buy a door, the front door that is, which for the record has a broken glass, won’t close and takes air in.  But I’m thinking, she won’t care, will she?  So we started looking for a new home to rent.  Maybe I’ll get lucky and find a home by the sea.