Words that just don't go together
Oct. 16th, 2003 10:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gerisullivanSuperHero Cthulu Plush. I now own one. I may end up packing in my luggage for my unexpected second trip east this month, since the house is still being shown and I certainly can't leave it on display here. The braided hemp dragon I picked up at the Renaissance Festival last month is weird, but arty-looking enough to have out. SuperHero Cthulu as a stuffed creature isn't at all arty. It's just utterly bizarre.
It's far from the only bizarre thing in my life these days. I'm seriously contemplating making an offer on a house that has no basement, and no inside storage space to speak of. There's a decent amount of outside storage; the 2-car garage is distinctly over-sized. I've figured out how to turn one of the inside rooms into a storage area, though even that is a kludge, and one I'm not sure will work in the long run. It's just that I want the rest of the house, and its location. I want to live there, work there, and entertain there whenever that works out. Even without a basement. Utterly weird.
The good news is that I'm looking at other houses tomorrow. Maybe one of those will have its own set of heart-tugging features as well as enough practicalities to make it worth considering.
Mine still hasn't sold, so all house-hunting remains solidly in the arena of anticipation rather than actuality. And that's the report du jour from Toad Hall.
It's far from the only bizarre thing in my life these days. I'm seriously contemplating making an offer on a house that has no basement, and no inside storage space to speak of. There's a decent amount of outside storage; the 2-car garage is distinctly over-sized. I've figured out how to turn one of the inside rooms into a storage area, though even that is a kludge, and one I'm not sure will work in the long run. It's just that I want the rest of the house, and its location. I want to live there, work there, and entertain there whenever that works out. Even without a basement. Utterly weird.
The good news is that I'm looking at other houses tomorrow. Maybe one of those will have its own set of heart-tugging features as well as enough practicalities to make it worth considering.
Mine still hasn't sold, so all house-hunting remains solidly in the arena of anticipation rather than actuality. And that's the report du jour from Toad Hall.
