F Simple and Serene Living: April 2016 09 10
Friday, April 22, 2016


Today is the day I sign my lease, this weekend I will be moving over all of the things I want to take myself, and Monday the movers will be here bright and early.

Once again I am closing one door and opening another. Another phase in this crazy life.

Changes can be scary, even when they are something we really want. 

Leaving the comfort of the known for a life in the unknown always produces a bit of anxiety. 

For a while now I have felt like I have been on the outside looking in. Wanting so much to have a place of my own again.

Now the door has finally opened and the barriers have come down. 

There is a lot for me to do over the next couple of months, but even though I am feeling a little anxious, I am also excited about the changes.

No matter where we are in this journey of life, if we are willing to make changes and to move forward I think we will be constantly surprised by what lies ahead. 

Find more of the Rewriting Life series here.

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Monday, April 18, 2016


The winner is me of course.

With three minutes to go in the online auction, it looked like I was going to steal it. 

Then suddenly my winning bid was more than doubled.

Ha!!! Who did they think they were dealing with? Did they really think I wouldn't have covered myself?

The next bid I left popped up and I was in the lead. I waited patiently with pounding heart and sweaty palms for the next three minutes to tick by. Who knew three minutes could be so long.

Yes, it was mine.

chintz settee English country cottage sofa loveseat

Tomorrow I will be picking it up. I've bribed my sister, with a lunch out, to go and help me lift it into her SUV.

Oh, the winning bid was $275. Much less than I would have had to pay for a new love seat. 

photos sourced from EBTH

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Saturday, April 16, 2016


and neither is my laptop, my printer, or anything else I own that can possibly age out of this life.

I called my 91 year old mother yesterday and said, "I am not as young as I used to be". Her response was, "HA!!! You're not. Welcome to my world." I personally thought that was insensitive. I expected something more along the line of, "Of course you are, Laura. You look exactly the same as you did 40 years ago, and I'm sure you must feel just as young". I think there should be an unwritten rule that mothers should not be so honest. 

purple flowers rustic fence trellis

As you know, I am packing to move, and my move has been moved up. I will be signing the lease on Friday. Next weekend will be spent moving all of the things that I want to heft and carry myself, and the the movers will be coming on the Monday morning after that to get my furniture and boxes. (My stuff that is in North Carolina in storage will be dealt with next month. I am trying to avoid thinking about it.)

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My body is not happy. I slept eight hours last night without moving. I don't think I have done that since I was a teenager. Of course, when I was a teenager I would wake up refreshed and ready to jump out of bed. This morning my body rebelled big time from that lack of movement. I think I must have slept with my neck in a corkscrew because I had a headache that didn't want to quit. 

purple flowers mailbox clematis

And speaking of aging things, why is it that electronics know when they are reaching their third birthday and begin to cough and gasp? My computer and printer decided to break up last week. 

Suddenly their relationship came to a shrieking halt. They literally turned their backs on each other, and it was heartbreaking. I had to use my counseling skills, big time, for four hours to save the relationship, but I'm worried it might not last. I think they should be paying me for my skills, but I'm afraid I am the one who will shortly be forking over the big bucks.

English chintz floral pink blue

Keep your fingers and toes crossed for me. I am bidding on a chintz settee (don't you love that word) on a local online auction. It will be perfect for the English country cottage decor I have planned for my new cozy little living room. Since I can't give other bidders the evil eye like I can in person, I am trying to do it virtually. Not sure how well that works. 

I'll share full photos of it if I win.

The weather is perfect here, so I am going to throw open the windows and get busy.

Hope you all have a wonderful weekend.

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Monday, April 11, 2016


Life can be tough, but I know that we can be tougher.

I love this quote. Every time I think that life is just getting too tough to handle, I think of this and I know I can deal with whatever is thrown at me. 

So I am going to leave you with just this quote today because I have an extremely long TO DO list today. 
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P.S. Thank you all so much for your sweet words on my impending move. I am excited and a little scared all at the same time. So much to do in the next few weeks, and of course there is still my business to take care of. I will get it all done though, because I know I am tough.
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Friday, April 8, 2016


After a two year wait my name has finally come up, and I will be moving into a retirement apartment in about three weeks. 

I just got the call this past week and didn't think it would happen this quickly once they called.

I'm excited, but I also realize how much there is to do. I am of course making a list. (Is there a limit on how long a list can be?)

I think "retirement" might not be exactly accurate. Of course there are people living in the apartments who are retired, but I don't see myself exactly in that category. I am over the age of 62, but I see myself as having a very busy and long life ahead. 

I am looking forward to finally having my own home again, a place where I can shut the door behind me and know I only have myself to answer to, a place that I can decorate how I want, a place where I feel safe and secure. 

I am also looking forward to going to North Carolina next month, cleaning out my storage unit, dividing some things between my daughters, keeping what I want and need, donating and tossing other things, and putting that part of my life behind me. 

The future looks bright. 

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Monday, April 4, 2016


The last few days I have felt as if my childhood is fading away. For the first 9 1/2 years of my life I lived here in Lexington next door to the Fleming family. 

Mr. Fleming was like my second father. As my own father was away much of the time travelling for his job, Mr. Fleming was there to step in. He was one of the kindest men I have ever known. 

When I was nine, Mr. Fleming was killed in a terrible car accident. I remember feeling as if I would never understand why. I remember my grandmother soothing me and saying that when God goes into the garden he always picks the the most beautiful flower. 

Our families had been so close. We were living the American dream of the 1950's. We had a neighborhood filled with children who played together and our two families were like one family.

Six months after the accident my father received a big promotion and we moved to Canada. Our families remained close, even after the move. We visited them in Kentucky and they visited us in Canada. 

Saturday We got the terrible news that Ike, who was a year older than me, had passed away from a brain tumor. Like his father, Ike was always kind to me. As a child he was the first boy I ever danced with and as an adult he helped me a couple of times in his role as an attorney. He would never charge me, as he still felt like I was family. 

I felt a thread of my childhood fade away.

Yesterday I drove by our old childhood homes, and as I approached, I saw that the tree in front of my old house, the tree my father planted more than sixty years ago, had been uprooted the day before in a wind storm.

It was yet another piece of my childhood fading away.

My thoughts were troubled, and I wondered why this was happening.

Then I remembered what my grandmother had told me so many years ago, and I knew that I had to change my thoughts to positive ones. 

Ike is now celebrating with his mother and father in Heaven. 

Maybe the family who lives in my old home will replace that old tree with a new tree, a tree to bring them memories. 

Today I will be spending the day attending Ike's funeral. It will be my turn to comfort his brother, sister, wife and children. It will be a time of sadness, but it will also be a time for remembering. 

Ike's wife told my sister on Saturday that Ike spent his last hours talking about his childhood with my family. I am glad that his memories were as happy as mine. 

Our childhoods may fade away, but the memories are always with us and it is the present where we must live and be happy.

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