Isn't that what monks used to do as a penance? I have been doing a similar thing to myself by keeping all my beautiful things packed in boxes. I don't know what I am doing penance for exactly. Well, the truth is I am both an ascetic and a lover of beautiful things. I could go either way, given my state of mind. Anyway, the above stained glass I bought last year from a local crafter for my new house. It now hangs in this window so I can see it.
A rug also purchased for the mythical new house. It cheers up this old trailer which is completely in tones of beige.
A lamp by a local potter, now on my dresser.
I unpacked my jewelry boxes too. What's a girl without her jewels? The box is one my grandfather made for my grandmother. I love it.
And a quilt made by a Cape Cod friend. These small changes cheer me immensely. I have a health issue that came up. It set me thinking and drove me to get out some pretties. These are all easily packable again. I am also hiring someone to bring up my stuff in storage on the Cape.
Now, I must hold off on house searching till I find out what the tests determine re: my health. I dont want to be in the middle of a house offer and find out I need an operation. A biopsy and ultrasound are scheduled for November 18th. I must drink 32 oz of water and sit with it for an hour before the ultrasound. I need to be full of this water during part one of the ultrasound.
I am not sure I can do it, so I am practicing today. I have the water almost all drunk. Now I can't pee till noon.