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Oct. 16th, 2003 10:42 pmSuperHero 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.
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Date: 2003-10-17 05:10 pm (UTC)There are bookshelves, and places for more bookshelves. There are what look to be an adequate number of kitchen cabinets for my kitchen stuff, but that leaves the question of the crystal and related fancy dishes that have lived in the built-in buffet for the past 20 years. Those cupboards are small, but there are 4 of them, with 2 shelves each, plus the drawers.
You're absolutely right, though. Getting this house would force even more decluttering. There isn't an enclosed porch that old sofas can mosey their way on to, or a back attic that can hold countless boxes...or a basement that can accommodate a hundred cases of Fibertone paper along with a dozen mimeographs and a darkroom in addition to the usual basement workshop and ample storage areas. The question now is to determine the actual room sizes with the laser measure I picked up last night -- look, ma, new toy! And to figure out whether the room I have in mind could be transformed into an effective storeroom. And whether that could possibly be enough.
I saw a house today that skirts close to having the same problem, but it's 400 square feet larger, already has a real, concrete floor storeroom, and also has far more closets and other storage areas than the house that's got my heart going pitapat.
Thanks to all for your comments. Thinking about this stuff via my fingertips is very helpful!