Time to rearrange

A couple of weeks ago I woke up one morning and decided I couldn’t possibly live with a piano in my entry way for one more minute. Though it had been there for at least four years, having it there for one more day was suddenly impossible to endure.

During Tess’s nap time I moved everything around in my living room. I first tried the piano on this wall.

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Under the chalkboard and photos. I lived with it there for one week. The problem was the loveseat had to go in front of the French doors and the table behind it went in front of the fireplace. Both bugged me in this awkward new place.

I woke up from a nap one evening about a week later, very grouchy, and could not live with the living room that way one more minute. Apparently irritability drives me to rearrange.

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The loveseat went back to its happy place over by the chalkboard and the piano went here, beside the French doors. I didn’t try it here earlier because if you walk in front of the piano

<——————–this way, you’ll exit down a short hallway to the carport. I thought the piano would block the entry just as annoyingly as it did in the front entry.

It did not.

In fact, I kind of liked it there.

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I liked the way that it didn’t interfere with the rest of the furniture placement. We could still have our ratty old recliner positioned in the perfect place for watching television.

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I still had room for one of my favorite chairs right next to it.

And, best of all, my entry way was free to welcome people without having to shove the bench under the piano before you opened the door.

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Sometimes you just have to push some things around to find out what works.

The Guest Post I should have been smart enough to refuse…

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I met the lovely Karin Katherine from Mommy Matters at Blissdom (pictured here with Marsha). She got tricked into guest posting while I am away. Hop over to her blog this week to find out more.

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Are you like me? Do you often find yourself in situations where you wonder, “How did I get here?”
Well, that is me.  I was minding my own business (and wasting time reading Twitter) when I saw what I thought was an innocent question…
Hmmm, it was like a survey and I like a survey. I’m a survey kind of girl. I’ve never been able to pass them up, so I responded:
Innocent enough right? I was asked for an opinion and I gave it.
But things are not always as they seem. Especially with Melissa.
After my six itty bitty innocent words came this—apparently I’m not the only one she lined up in her laser light sight:
Was this a joke? And if so, how come The Joyful Chaos got off the hook so easily?
Obviously in a daze I tweeted this:
And the little minx also known as Melissa sent this:
And that dear reader is why you are reading my guest post today…Because Melissa is a sly fox and I was too naive to stay out of her trap!
I really blame Blissdom  ’10 where I met Melissa and obviously put myself on her radar.
How can a woman who refuses to eat vegetables be so smart and cunning?

Splish splash

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Canon 40D, lens: 50mm, f/stop: 1.8, iso: 1240, flash: off. This was taken in my bathroom at night with no natural light which is why I cranked up the ISO. And it’s also why there’s so much noise in the picture which you can see if you zoom in close.

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Makes me wonder what it would have looked like had I used the flash. Maybe someday I’ll remember to use it.

Sweet Shot Day

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