Okay, in about 1/2 hour, it will be Thanksgiving and my goals are almost met. I did want to have the leaf put in the table with the tablecloth in place, but I can do that in the morning. I also still have a small pile of mail to go through to make the kitchen clutter-free.
I made the pumpkin pie tonight. I don't particularly like pumpkin pie, but my daughter does and it's tradition. I tried a shortbread crust this time which smells wonderful, but I don't recommend it. There's so much butter that it didn't hold the shape well once it got hot in the oven. The powdered sugar also made it brown too much, but as I said, the smell is great! I'll start the other two pies, apple and pecan, in the morning.
Well, I've got a lot to do, so I'd better get ready for bed!
After 25 years in a family home, thinking of preparing this unconventional 10 room, 2 bath house to sell in hopes of finding a smaller, more picturesque home.
Intro
I entered middle age a few years ago...okay, a little more than a few. Our daughters are 28 and 26. After they left, I cautiously redecorated their bedrooms. I did the usual, donated "Lucky" brand jeans (left from 3rd grade) and stuffed animals to a local thrift store. Next, I threw away countless plastic bags from "The Gap" and other retailers. Some of them included various amounts of change, which of course I took as my housekeeping fee. Every $6.40 helps!
I slowly bought new furniture items that I liked - a futon and frame, small roll-top desk, area rugs and lamps. One room was starting to resemble my new "office" which would double as a guest room when necessary. One morning as I was getting ready to leave for work, I heard (and felt) a very large boom-crash. I cautiously walked upstairs to find the dust clearing and about half of the ceiling of my new room on the floor. Ah, the joys of owning an antique house...
I slowly bought new furniture items that I liked - a futon and frame, small roll-top desk, area rugs and lamps. One room was starting to resemble my new "office" which would double as a guest room when necessary. One morning as I was getting ready to leave for work, I heard (and felt) a very large boom-crash. I cautiously walked upstairs to find the dust clearing and about half of the ceiling of my new room on the floor. Ah, the joys of owning an antique house...
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