I’m doing homeÂwork while vacÂuÂumÂing. Ain’t it great?
The winÂdows are open—well, all the ones shadÂowkatt and I CAN open—because the bug killer was just here. I don’t rememÂber the smell bothÂerÂing me before, but maybe bronÂchiÂtis has me more senÂsiÂtive than usual.
It’s obviÂousÂly time to remind the cleanÂing crew that there’s a reaÂson their most meticÂuÂlous team was assigned to my house. Yes, every chair must be moved every time. Every. SinÂgle. Chair. Dog fur colÂlects around every bit of furÂniÂture, and there’s no othÂer way to realÂly get the floor clean. They also forÂgot to clean the front of the dishÂwashÂer. I should probÂaÂbly reschedÂule them to be here on a day when I don’t have classes.
Much domesÂticÂiÂty around here lateÂly. Sam and I are actuÂalÂly sleepÂing under a comÂforter and on nice, new sheets with new pilÂlows. I love grandÂmothÂer’s quilts, but the bed just nevÂer looks “made” with them. They’re in the launÂdry now, after which I will store them careÂfulÂly and bring them out as needÂed. The bed skirt should be put in place tonight. The new lamps look wonÂderÂful, too.
Despite their presÂence on samÂbear’s honÂey-do list, winÂdow treatÂments have not yet been purÂchased. I’m wafÂfling. I would realÂly like just the right shade of green, but that’s going to be hard to find. I’d accept charÂcoal. Black is just too, well, black, across an entire window.
The real nuiÂsances are the “tank slit” winÂdows in our bedÂroom propÂer. I may bite the bulÂlet and buy cusÂtom blinds to replace the brown ones that came with the house, then use one of those scarf valences to top them. CurÂtains of any sort will simÂply overÂwhelm the winÂdows. If I use the same sort of scarf to top the sitÂting room winÂdows with their curÂtains, they should pull things togethÂer nicely.
The antiÂdote to all the domesÂticÂiÂty is the surÂround-sound sysÂtem that’s also in the bedÂroom now. We had a TV but needÂed a DVD playÂer. The best buy came with a simÂple surÂround-sound sysÂtem. Sam is very hapÂpy. I think the TV is dying, though, so that’s going to have to be replaced, too.
The speakÂers are mountÂed on those shadÂow-box shelves. I’ll put look-at-mes on the rest of the shelves.
I want the speakÂer wires covÂered, though. I don’t like seeÂing them. There’s a longish stretch of wall where there’s not realÂly a way to tuck the wires along the floor or othÂerÂwise camÂouÂflage them. I’m solicÂitÂing ideas for fixÂing that.