The house is just ours now. So, we’ve had to fill some missing holes.
While I have been just trying to make it through each day without dropping a ball, my mother has been around. She’s been helping me to transition the house to just Benjamin and I’s. So, armed with my debit card, I gave her free reign weeks ago to just shop for my house. Because mom is a thrift-a-holic the house has, day by day, been becoming more of a home.
I don’t know how she does it, but the little things are slowly coming together.
A spice rack in the kitchen. An antique, electric clock hanging above the vanity in my room, which is now on a maple desk from the 1960’s (I think) that fits perfectly with my new bed, positioned on a new wall with all new bedding and two lamps on either side. Everything also has a place now because my mother is a tireless organizer. So, I open a drawer and find just what I need. She also helps with the laundry and the cleaning.
Amidst it all I think to myself, “it would be so nice to have wife. I need one of those.”
Mom can’t be my wife, obviously, so I’ll have to look elsewhere.
“Maybe I can hire someone,” I tell mom.
“You could try,” she said, “but that’s tough. You have to really get along with them”
My mom and I don’t really get along. Not all of the time. We snip and snap at each other. But, then we make up and move on. However, I doubt anyone I was paying to be there would stay for very long.
The new Cement Marketing office is just as miraculous. She found everything on Craigslist.com or Habitat’s Re-Use facility. Twin entry couches. A granite conference table. Giant wooden cubes she is going to paint with chalk board paint. All of it is up-cycled. Totally awesome. I’ll post pictures as soon as we’re finished.
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