The one year anniversary of my brother David's passing is coming up quicker then we all are expecting it to. I don't know what i"m going to do, mentally speaking. It will be Independence Day, and I believe my cousin and her husband will be hosting something at their place. My daughter's 5th birthday will be two days after that. Hopefully those will provide welcome distraction. I don't want this to be a sad time. I am not sure where I am in my grieving process, and want to talk to people close to me about it but always seem to close up and not be able to think about how to bring up the topic of conversation. I want to know if they have any plans in mind for getting through what might be a rough patch. I wonder about what they will do to remember David, and if they will be doing anything on his passing day or birthday. A major jam session in Rock Band accompanied by Hawaiian Punch (the red kind) or Jaegermeister would be a fitting thing. A beach trip would be good too.
Things are coming along nicely with the house. We've got drapes hung in the bedroom and the decorative rods fro the valances but the valances we picked up don't match with the drapes so probably tomorrow I'll go to JCPenney's and return them with a store credit.
The downstairs guest bathroom is looking quite welcoming. We have a beige and purple butterfly and flower motif in the decorations. There's pictures of it in my flickr. I must warn about the strange color cast, the flash on my 35mm camera is broken so there is a bit of a martian effect. I'm hoping to catch some Memorial Day sales and get the towel set and shower certain on the cheap.
I have made good progress with boxes lately too. Unpacked the two boxes in our Master Bath. Hit a mother lode of my old makeup. I spent a couple hours pawing through all that. Got rid of old some nasty stuff and have hopes that a couple of my old favorite lip glosses will still be around, or at least have good duplicates to replace them.
In the front entry room there were eight boxes along one of the walls filled with packing paper crumbles so I lugged those down to the basement. The big empty wall over there keeps calling my name. I don't know what we are going to do with it. A bookshelf and small table perhaps?
The house is shaping up nicely. So many more things to do, but at least we know this place is OURS. the work we do with this house is more satisfying because it's for us to enjoy over the long term. It is such a wonderful feeling.