I’ve had a good excuse to ignore the details of life, like getting new utilities set up on autopay and reading the fine print of our new health care plan but today is the day. All those odds and ends and envelopes and slips of paper have been chucked into a box but now I’m squared away enough to face them. So that’s what is on the schedule, but first (stalling, stalling…), a quick tour of my belfry. I’m way up on the third floor in this rowhouse. I’m not sure why that seems so remote and far because we had three floors before with the basement and I did plenty of skipping up and down; maybe it’s because it’s just higher up and closer to the helicopter landing pad for the Children’s Memorial.
So here is one end of my office. Plus a closer detail. From left to right, you can see Sophie, resting up for tonight’s rug shredding and wall climbing. I have a door wall that leads to a tiny balcony, a view of our courtyard and a backside view of the apartments and condos that face Lincoln Ave. One of them has a cat living in it, up on the 4th floor and Sophie and that cat stare at each other across the alley in the evenings.
Then there’s my crow, all my wool neatly organized, my ringtail (we’ve already had the taxidermy disclaimer) and that ghastly television. We opted to not have a TV in the living room and some day we might indulge in a wall mounted flat screen but for now our cheap clunky set resides here, in my office, on an ugly piece of press board furniture. We can’t give it up right now, between the new season of House, the Wolverines and the Tigers.
Moving along, there’s a shelf with a fraction of my shell and fossil clutter- the rest is in boxes in a closet- and then there’s Sophie’s bed with a photo of her love interest, Rhett, on the wall. Above the shelf I have a lovely ink and watercolor picture. Do you know what that creature is? A cool shell to the first right answer. Finally, I’ve started knitting again and my project basket is there by the loveseat. I took a lace class the other day at The Knitting Workshop, located less than half a block away. I got hopelessly lost, both finding the place and following the charted pattern, but it’s a start and the people were friendly.
Here’s the business end of the belfry. There’s a pile of business like you wouldn’t believe stacked behind my chair there. The painters were here in the three days that the place was empty and then the carpet was laid; you can see where they need to come back and do touch up around the base of the cabinets. That happens tomorrow. I would do it myself except I also need them to hang art and most of that requires a three story extension ladder. We have some amazing wall space here, one in particular that is begging for an art quilt. I’ll show you that space later. I also don’t have pictures of the children up yet so that’s on the to-do list for this week.
In the close up you can see a "retablo" that I prize. (click to enlarge).It was made by Nicario Jimenez Quispe from the Andes in Peru. This one is called "The Healer" and has animals and plants that are used in remedies. And then there are a couple of globes from the 30s and an old spool cotton chest. You want to see what’s in there? Very very neat old tools for handwork…
So, that’s it. Oh, except, because we are so high up here, Sophie and I decided we needed a ready source of snacks so there’s this, hidden in the closet. That frig is full.
Okay, now I really need to work. Or wander around the blog neighborhood. Whatever.