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In which we are enlightened
Apr. 25th, 2005 11:07 pmWe attended a newborn care class tonight. It went well, the instructor was down-to-earth and helpful and we came away well informed. We are now eminently qualified to take care of a rubber doll.
Meanwhile, the kitchen continues to be startlingly bright. And instead of having one bare bulb and one set of wires dangling from the ceiling, the attic now has two new light fixtures complete with covers. The front porch light which got thoroughly destroyed by getting the storm door bashed into it constantly now has a new light as well, one chosen largely for its apparent ability to withstand getting hit by a door.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
longstrider installed 7 lights in the house this weekend. His arms are very tired now. It's amazing how much of a difference these changes make in the house - tasteful new light fixtures instead of crappy flourescents, bare bulbs or broken fixtures can transform a room in an amazing way. Of course, an even coat of paint and no holes in the walls make quite a difference as well.
Meanwhile, I took a whip and chair into the study and tamed the paper beast. I also threw out an appalling collection of old software, both on cds and 3 1/2 discs. Microsoft Works 2.0, on 8 discs, After Dark 1.0, Windows 95 on 25 discs - I kept feeling obscurely like there should be some sort of museum or archive to donate them to for posterity. But instead I heartlessly threw them away and posterity will just have to live without seeing how many 3 1/2 discs it took to install Word 2.0 (five).
I'm actually starting to see the end in sight - we need to do a few minor repairs, install molding in our bedroom and bathrooms, put up a wallpaper border in the kitchen, fix some of the gutters and tame the gardens. Sincelongstrider's parents are coming next week to help us with that, that's actually a very doable list.
Of course, we may be destitute by then from all the money we had to spend on home improvements, but I keep trying to remind myself that we'll get the money back when the house sells. And if not, I'm sure the cardboard box that will be our next home will be quite comfortable.
Meanwhile, the kitchen continues to be startlingly bright. And instead of having one bare bulb and one set of wires dangling from the ceiling, the attic now has two new light fixtures complete with covers. The front porch light which got thoroughly destroyed by getting the storm door bashed into it constantly now has a new light as well, one chosen largely for its apparent ability to withstand getting hit by a door.
longstrider installed 7 lights in the house this weekend. His arms are very tired now. It's amazing how much of a difference these changes make in the house - tasteful new light fixtures instead of crappy flourescents, bare bulbs or broken fixtures can transform a room in an amazing way. Of course, an even coat of paint and no holes in the walls make quite a difference as well.Meanwhile, I took a whip and chair into the study and tamed the paper beast. I also threw out an appalling collection of old software, both on cds and 3 1/2 discs. Microsoft Works 2.0, on 8 discs, After Dark 1.0, Windows 95 on 25 discs - I kept feeling obscurely like there should be some sort of museum or archive to donate them to for posterity. But instead I heartlessly threw them away and posterity will just have to live without seeing how many 3 1/2 discs it took to install Word 2.0 (five).
I'm actually starting to see the end in sight - we need to do a few minor repairs, install molding in our bedroom and bathrooms, put up a wallpaper border in the kitchen, fix some of the gutters and tame the gardens. Since
longstrider's parents are coming next week to help us with that, that's actually a very doable list. Of course, we may be destitute by then from all the money we had to spend on home improvements, but I keep trying to remind myself that we'll get the money back when the house sells. And if not, I'm sure the cardboard box that will be our next home will be quite comfortable.
