I’m leaving a great house … and the flowers are just starting to bloom. My peonies. They have taken me 7 years to get to this level and they are just getting started.
I hate keeping the house 100% show-ready at all times.
I hate having people trooping through my house at their whim, opening my closets and drawers, inspecting things. It’s creepy.
I hate the uncertainty and I miss my things.
The house looks empty … the bookcases have no books.
All the books are in the garage in boxes. Nearly all of my kitchen is packed up … the cabinets are nearly empty.
We didn’t want to move any of the bottles in the bar (too much work and the movers won’t transport it across state lines – did you know that? I didn’t), so we hosted a ‘drain the liquor cabinet’ party. It started like this:
and it ended up like this:
This is my daughter’s favorite beer and she graduated last week. She had help – she didn’t drink all of the growlers by herself – about 10 of her friends showed up and it was great fun to see them all.
This is the last garlic clove and I’m cooking it into a chicken this weekend.
If I had a pot left, I’d make my spaghetti sauce instead, but I don’t. I packed all the pots and pans except 1 for grilled cheese and another for popcorn ‘cuz given my choice, I’d live off grilled cheese and popcorn.
Beer can chicken it is!