Tuesday, November 13, 2012

RIP Brutus



Our Brutus went to Rainbow Bridge on October 16, 2012, five years almost to the day when we brought him home from the humane society in 2007.  He was already 11 years old when we brought him home. 

He was a little guy and had some lingering health issues from his previous owner, but he quickly recovered under our care and was a handsome guy when he was freshly groomed.  He loved to cuddle, go on car rides, and sit with us in the evenings while we watched our favorite shows.  He didn't like to have his bangs cut and had trouble seeing and hearing.

Though we knew Brutus was growing older and starting to suffer, his death snuck up on us.  We didn't feel like we got as much time to really be at peace with letting him go as we would have liked.  We take comfort in knowing we provided him a loving home for the last five years of his life.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

The Beast in the Bedroom

Since we moved into our charming little house seven years ago, we've been plagued by the beast in the bedroom.  This beast:



So you're wondering what that beautiful monstrosity is, right?  I don't even know what to call it.  Google searches turn up nothing.  Essentially, what you're looking at here is the space where the ceiling above the stairs from our living room to bedrooms and bathroom (shown in previous post) juts up into our master bedroom and causes major headaches. 

Our home is a multi-level.  What that means for us is lots of stairs, but never really a full staircase.  In every other place in our house, the space is usable and blends in.  This is the one place that it does not, and it has been driving me nuts for seven years.

Many a discussion took place about how to best make use of this space.  Shelves?  A curtain and tension rod to hide it away?  Finish off the slant and just embrace it?  Back when I moved in, my Dad framed it out to square off the area, and my sister and I covered some plywood with batting and fabric and nailed it in.  Over time, the nails came loose, the boards shifted, and it just looked crappy.

Recently, I decided to give it a little help and make some use of that space.  I took off the covered plywood and cleaned up back there.  I touched up the purple paint and vacuumed.  Then I just put that plywood back in place, but I went to town with some Liquid Nails first and locked those puppies in.

I am on a journey to shed some weight, and this is a collection of clothing at different sizes.  It never really had a home.  I just moved it from place to place.  I bought three clear bins at Target for like $5 each and took an evening to sort.  My Dynamo label maker did its work, and now it feels so much better.  Not only does that space look less scary, but I'll easily be able to access the smaller sizes as I need them.  And I finally have a place for the throw pillows from our bed!