What's going on

The home inspection has been done. There are live carpenter ants, it needs a new roof and new water heater. The whole kitchen is a wreck except the cabinets, and all appliances are 20 years old. The wood floors are stained and I hate to say it but the house is dirty.

I know these things can be fixed but that means money. I have had time to ponder the rash, overly excited highness of my offer. I turned in an amended offer that the Realtor said was way too low. I havent heard back yet. The Realtor was going to get some actual estimates for the roof and water heater. I don't think the appliances count in the deal though. And what was that white powder on the basement floor.

old pajamas, who attended the inspection for me, thought the place was overpriced and unwelcoming since the short end of the house faces the road. He felt it was dirty and should have been cleaned for showings and said the whole kitchen should be ripped out. He also said it was awfully small. (I agree about that). As a former Terminex worker he said carpenter ants were no small thing.

He didnt even like the yard with all the trees and peek of the pond. To him, it was not homey or friendly.

That shook me up a bit. But today I had a house day off and took Bibs to the eye specialist down in Massachusetts, a much of the day trip. The vet again strongly recommended Bib's eye be taken out. $1400 plus dollars.

So, everything up in the air still. Be well, Suki (photo: Bibs contemplates the next chapter of her novel)

Gordon's paintings, Mom's glassware, my psyche

One of the paintings I purchased from the artist Gordon Melbye on the Cape when I was there.

This is the other one. Both are small oils on board.

Today the auction man came and took away Mom's decorative glass collection. I know there was one item in the bunch he really wanted to get his hands on. Otherwise it was, according to him, an ordinary collection of etched and cut glass which he would offer to auction in "lots." I know if I would have taken the time to look up each piece and price it and sell it individually I would reap more money than I will on this auction. I feel guilty and sad to be giving away Mom's beloved collection. She was always telling me it was worth a lot of money. So that's that.

What is left is the furniture and miscellaneous kitchen items. I haven't had the enthusiasm to blog as much as I have in the past. I am trying to go even deeper inward to try to discern what I want to do. Not in reference to other people or what I think other people think I should do etc etc. But only in reference to myself. I just have to trust that I am getting somewhere with this even though I can't see where.