passing the hour

 As you probably have observed,
I never tire of getting away to Barnes and Noble!
 I select a stack of magazines
(as does my partner),
 we find a table,
 and contentedly (and carefully) turn the pages...
 dreaming and gathering as we pass the hour.
(THIS time, as I passed through the store,
it seemed to me there were more aisles of toys.
I wonder if this is coincidence or somehow related
to the recent closing of Toys-R-Us.)

which came first...

Our mantel has been slightly altered for the season...
and eggs.
(The few that survived the decluttering frenzy of February!)

goodbye VB

Within a few hours of posting these four Vera Bradley bags
on a Facebook page,
they were spoken for!
Four more items bite the dust!

much better

This piece of furniture is now about 4" shorter
since my husband cut it down.  
It had been an awkward height for the places I have tried to use it.
Now polished and restocked,
it sits in front of my recliner (that's my husband's black recliner in the background).
I employed a pair of idle brass shell bookeneds
to hold a few of the smaller books on top of the stand.
MUCH better!

bonus items

This was the scene from the backseat of our moving car last night
as we returned home via the scenic route
from emptying the trunk of its contents in the deposit box
of a thrift store.
My husband and I completed a challenge TODAY--
each of us gathering and ridding the house of the number of items
to match the number of every day in February.
Today, the 28th, we totaled it all up...
Buoyed by the success, I proceeded to gather ten bonus items this morning...
primarily jeans and other denim items that (realistically) I will never wear.
It's been a great exercise.
We plan to continue on a smaller scale.

simplicity and purpose

You may well argue that my taste in decor doesn't lean toward simplicity...

 but given my attraction to these photos in magazines that caught my eye yesterday
 I am convinced that my purpose in creating a comfortable home is achieved
best for us by a simple combination
of old wood, books, warm colors and one-of-a-kind objects.
Not a lot has changed over the years when it comes to my purpose--
or the way I go about achieving it!

off my mind

I don't know why I thought about this this morinng
as I filled in the last page of my journal
(starting a new one tomorrow),
but I noted that the two things - besides toilet paper -
that I don't want to run out of are
ink cartridges for our printer and
salt for the water softener.
Of course, this morning we ran out of ink!
I also recorded on the last journal page
my two most dreaded of frequent household chores.
They are emptying the silverware compartment of the dishwasher
and folding men's undershirts.
I got that off my mind.

four plus three

Tomorrow these four books will join three items yet-to-be-determined
to be the seven items I will dispose of
(matching the numerical day of the month - 7).
The exercise has been challenging in a surprising way--
that is, LIMITING myself to the actual number prescribed by the date!
By the way, these are DUPLICATE books.
I could not bear to part with any of them if they were my only copies.
Have you read any of them?
Such classics...

goodbye buttons

I have tins.  MANY tins.
Some are empty.  Some are full.
This one is empty now.
Yesterday it contained buttons.
I'm on a new adventure in simplifying this month
Today, that involves buttons...
If you're interested, read about it HERE.

my kind of place

...this, May Sarton's description
of Eva La Galliennes' house...
It's my kind of place.

i still do

I still do.
Anyone else?

when you've gotta go...

After some major sorting, I've decided to part with these ornaments--two layers of bulbs here in this 18"x14" box.  Many (if not most) are vintage.  I simply needed/wanted to keep and store red and blue bulbs, so I'm going to try to sell this whole box for $5.  If they don't sell after a couple of weeks, they'll join multiple garlands and wreaths in the donation box of a favorite thrift store.  When you've gotta go, you've gotta GO!

pleased as punch

After many hours of contemplation,
we decided to leave this hanging rack in its rustic condition.
My wonder-working husband dismantled an old, useless ladder
to fashion this 57 1/2" long piece.
I envision it hanging in a laundry room or entry hall.
I have neither --
so we're posting it on a few Facebook buy/sell pages.
Meanwhile, I'm "pleased as punch" at this re-purposed item!

I looked up the etymology of that phrase and found this at Mental Floss:
The pleased Punch in question is not a drink, but a puppet. 
The traditional, ages-old Punch and Judy puppet shows feature the married couple 
battling each other with clubs. 
 In the original story,line hunchbacked, hook-nosed Punch 
eventually beats not only his wife to death, but also his infant child, 
with a policeman, a doctor, a lawyer and the Devil. 
Punch is deliciously self-satisfied with his sadism, constantly uttering his catchphrase: 
“That’s the way to do it!” Punch’s strutting pride in his awful deeds is what led to the coining of the phrase of being “pleased as Punch.”

Hmmmmm.  Maybe it's NOT a phrase I should continue using!