What A Dump

I haven't posted much about That Old House lately.

There's good reason for that.

It's a dump.

Yes!  She's getting painted in time for the wedding.  (Stay tuned.)

Okay, perhaps I exaggerate.  A smidge.  But my own poor house has been neglected while I've been running out to the beach house for those renovations, or obsessing about Wedding Plans (which are always capitalized!) for June.  Who wants to clean and tidy and vacuum and dust when there are so many other (and more fun) things that need doing?

Poor house.

Meanwhile, I'm sure you don't want to see a dining room table still wearing an old linen tablecloth from our last dinner party.  Luckily we had remarkably tidy guests!  No spots.

There are even two platters waiting to be put back in the breakfront.  Shame on me!

You don't want to see the paper bags in the study, waiting to be filled with unwanted books to bring to the library sale.  Or the deep blue stationery boxes holding the wedding invitation leftovers, piled on the oak table in the sunroom; that is not a good tablescape.  Are you getting the picture? 

There are boxes to be emptied, or shipped.

Old tiny treasures to tell you about, and then tuck away.

Our consignment shop chairs are still waiting to visit the upholsterer.

And outside?  Things are blooming, but not as well as last year.

Was this past winter rough on our plants as it was rough on us?

We are blessed with glorious weather this week.

I will get outside and get some pictures of the yard and garden,

and then I will pull up my socks and begin to tidy this poor old house.

Before someone insists that it needs foster care.

But first . . . I need to Google unscented wedding candles and see what's out there.

See you tomorrow!  -- Cass

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