We all need a change of scenery every now and then. I think that's why I love living where we have four seasons. As a kid, I used to love to change the furniture around in our bedroom. Today I know many ladies who like to get a new outfit, shoes, purse, etc. to "make a scene change."
In this last photo, I think she is mad about me disturbing her rest to take the picture.
Saturday morning Joe and I worked at more tree trimming. I had left the higher stuff for him because I can't move the
Britney did touch up painting in areas that needed it, especially the old garage windows.
Brian came out to cut our hay. Notice below how lush my red bud trees are this year. They have finally had a growth spurt.
It was a good day for drying hay and outside work... temps. in the low 70's, warm sun and strong breeze. Joe left with Courtney for Iowa (To go to a Don McLean concert) and Britney and I focused on inside work. She de-cluttered and cleaned her bed and bath, while I worked on ours.
Scene Change: (Scene I was Daniel's bathroom, staged last week.)
Scene II: Our bedroom, Before and... After.
You can kind of see that it is now de-cluttered, but you can't tell how much cleaner the ceiling fan, window blinds, walls, doors, floor, closet and furniture are.
The cows still preferred to rest in the shade, chewing their cud. They were not as tormented by the flies because of the wind.
I worked in the nursery and then went to second service with Britney. Making a dash for home, I was then in time to join Lisa for a ride.
We picked our way through this one area that was full of dead trees. Roni and Leo did great stepping over all the timber. We got "stuck" a few times, with no way to proceed forward, so would back them out, turn and go a different route. It was a lot of fun, a cool area in the woods, and I was
delighted with Roni's performance.
Joe was home from Iowa, putting new bedding in the stalls, when I got back. I tried to accomplish more cleaning, but my heart and head weren't into it, and I was too tired. At 9pm I went with Britney to our friend's house in SE Bloomington, to let her dog out.
At 6am Monday, we went back to our friend's to let Christy out for a run. Then I went to Water Lilies, taking more peaches. I worked here at my desk much of the rest of the morning. I went out to talk with Steve, who came before noon to drop off horse feed, then Brain, who came to rake hay. As he worked, Angie arrived to drop off one of her hay wagons and we chatted for quite awhile too. Britney and I watched a Love It or List It episode on TV during lunch. With new motivation and energy, I went back to cleaning and de-cluttering.
Carol reminded me of this article I put on my Blog last October.
8 Weeks to a Less Cluttered Home
Too bad I hadn't started the process back then... awhhh hindsite.
After sorting out un-wanted stuff from closets and shelves, Britney and I loaded it all in my car. (It was a car load!) We had taken a load to the thrift shop last week, now it was going to go to the NCHS band's giant garage sale. We like to support the kids' alma mater and my old work place.
From our friends house, I dropped Britney off at the park to run with the club and I went on to the high school. They were delighted to get my car load of stuff for their garage sale. After shopping, picking up Britney and returning home, I did some more cleaning.
It was overcast much of the day and very humid from the fog or mist or whatever it was. In this photo, Hercules was resting while six of the hens were foraging.
on the deck to preen, "sun bath" and make a mess everywhere.
Our insurance man (after golfing with Joe) came by the house and sold Joe an annuity that looked like a pretty good and safe investment.
We had a crop duster working during the "dinner hour."
He was spraying the fields to the east and south of us, and would make his turn-around over our farm yard.
I was also concerned about where his chemicals might be drifting. Luckily the horses were in the barn and the cows by the corn crib for their evening feeding.
Britney "slept in" Thursday morning, so we had to hustle to get me to Water Lilies on time. After a second breakfast, and Britney did some homework, we hit the house work hard. More de-cluttering, sorting, and stacking... then cleaning. Britney concentrated on the front porch, even doing some painting, while I worked in the family room and dinning room.
The garage has become a staging
INTERMISION: Britney and I went to the pool for a few hours to sun, swim, read and nap.
We did get the front porch done, but the rest was still in progress.
Scene IV: The front porch... Before and After
Britney and I got my car loaded up again and she headed to town to shop, and to drop more stuff off at the NCHS garage sale. Once Joe was home, he put the "For Sale by Owner" sign out at the end of the lane.
We had to get a 10x12 unit, because there were no smaller ones available. Joe kidded Britney that it was her new apartment.
I had a heck of a time getting to sleep Thursday night. I was so sore in my back, right shoulder and wrist, I couldn't get comfortable. So, I woke late Friday morning feeling no more rested.
I had gotten a call midmorning about Roni (being for sale). I hadn't even realized Joe had put the ad out there yet. I had photos and descriptions I needed to add to it first. So, I took several hours going through all my old photos, picking out good ones of Roni. I also found some videos and wrote the description to go in the ad. I wrote several e-mails sending lots of stuff about Roni to the lady who had called.
Finally after a late lunch,
I was out of my desk chair and working on cleaning. Britney and I have been watching "Love It of List It" and I noticed the rooms that were most appealing, were neat, organized, and uncluttered. So, I removed all the books, VCR tapes and DVDs from the bookcase and reconfigured it.
I have tried to get the same feeling with the front porch. The new paint Britney applied has helped this space out... it is neat, clean and inviting.
"It's not the destination that matters. It's the change of scene." Brian Eno. The whole question of moving, where to go, and what house to buy,
has been haunting my sleep... as has
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