Tackling a Project . . or not!

Remember that I thought I would have Addie’s Thanksgiving pillow totally finished by yesterday?

Those letters have me not wanting to work on that project and since I HAVE to get it done, that makes me not want to work on any project.

Where’s my self-discipline? There’s always something more fun to do than something we don’t want to do!

Last night for several hours I sat and played onthe computer. I wasn’t looking for anything special. I googled as many of my old addresses as I could remember and saw which of my old houses had sold again recently and looked at every picture in detail to see what all had been changed through the years.

The purple Victorian that we built in 1987 was my favorite house that we built. I had so much fun planning that house. We made many trips to Houston to buy old things to go in there – glass door knobs, clawfoot tub, stained glass transoms. I would never build this house though – all wood in southwest Louisiana was asking for trouble and lots of extra work. This was to be our forever home but that marriage wasn’t forever and neither was it home forever. We only lived there two years before selling it and moving to Texas.

One of the best things I did in that house was this double pantry with countertop and electric plugs. The coffee pot and mixer stayed in the left side. I kept the countertop clear on the right side and that’s where I rolled out cookie dough, made pies and bread.

The little pull out drawers held baby bottles and baby things back when we lived there. We adopted Chad while living in that house. There were some good memories from that house.

These are not in order because the house below was built before the Victorian but the kitchen was great in this house.

Of course, we didn’t have granite back then and the cabinets have been replaced, as have the floors. I loved having those long counters for making cookies and pies. I was much younger and there were lots of cookies and pies made in this house. We built this one in 1979. This house burned and was rebuilt and not finished the second time til early 1980 as I recall.

This is the house we bought in Texas when we moved there in 1989. This kitchen was such a dream kitchen. It had the most amazing stove. It was electric but it had a second oven above – like where most houses now have microwaves but it was a real oven. Two of the burners could be small, large or medium, depending on which setting was used. In 1989, I thought that was the best stove ever. The house was built in 1965 I think. If you look through the open door straight ahead, that’s the laundry room and it was bigger than most kitchens! It had tons of cabinets. I think back then, I never even filled up all the cabinets. We lived there two years then moved back to Louisiana.

Even 35+ years ago, the kitchens are what won me over in houses or house plans. Looking at those three houses and all the other places we’ve lived, I like our current house best of all. That’s a good thing to be able to say, especially since this will probably be our last home until we have to move into something more suited for old people. Vince and I often talk about wishing we had more land but we both know we’d work ourselves silly if we had more land – more trees to plant, a bigger garden, chickens. Life is good right now. There’s a time/season for everything. We enjoyed what we had with the acreage in Texas but we’re enjoying what we have here and definitely enjoying being close to Chad, Nicole and Addie.

That’s as far as I got as far as finding houses. No more reminiscing today . . I have to get those darned Thanksgiving letters stitched, get that pillow made and move on to something else.