Blips of Life - Milestones

To those who guessed that I had published a book - bless you. You may or may not now be written into my will. The truth is, though… I bought a house!


How do I pick a color?! // No changes needed in this bathroom; I'd have picked that wallpaper out myself // Rollin' rollin' rollin' // Driiiiip! // It's a match // The finished product


Cutting in makes the room look like a cube drawn in geometry class // Rolling is my favorite, because you see major progress so quickly // Another perfect match! // I think they yellow edges really brighten up the room // But I'll paint it all, because it looks golden with the green door and sunshine // ANOTHER match!
My brother helped me move - we loaded his trusty pickup truck, which was plenty since I was leaving a 450 square foot apartment. When we reached the final destination, Frank climbed into the bed to hand things down to me, and I'd take them into the house. He lowered the dresser to the ground while I had my arms full of something else, so it stood there for a few minutes.

Little known fact that is quite important to the story: I have an ASSMAN license plate on the side of my dresser.

I got back to the truck before my brother, and waited next to the dresser so we could carry it in together. At that point, the lawn guy who was next door crosses the yard, introduces himself, and gives me his card.

He then looks at the license plate on the dresser, back at me, and then over to Frank, who has come out of the house at the exact perfect moment. I'm pretty sure he would have snatched back his business card if he could have.