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Mar 9

March 9, 2020

Marching Onward

We survived the birthday weekend with much more peace and grace than I imagined possible. Patrick and I went to Napa for my birthday for a few days, staying close in case my mother-in-law took a turn for the worse, which thankfully has not happened. We spent a couple of days thrifting and haunting vintage and antique stores in search of — whatever we found that seemed perfect for the new-old house. Doorknobs and clothes hooks and random bits of…

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Feb 15

February 15, 2020

Stripped Down

A few weeks along in our renovations and here we are. Here’s what we’ve done so far, since Jan. 31. Sellers have moved out. ✅ Subterranean termite treatment complete. ✅ Asbestos all gone in the attic (650 sq ft). ✅ Asbestos floor tiles gone all throughout first floor (1000 sq ft). ✅ TWO debris boxes of trash/scrap/recycling gone. ✅ Overgrown shrubbery in front of house pruned or removed. ✅ All old AC units gone from windows, all windows opened up…

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Jan 20

January 20, 2020

The permit on the door says we can get started renovating!

Architecture of Dreams

In the past week I have met with the draftsman, started an account at the local lumberyard/home center, and filed for a home renovation permit. We also went into contract to sell our current home. It’s happening very quickly, intensely: quiet liquid days interspersed with bouillon cubes of noise. I was in Grass Valley Tuesday through Thursday, then split town just as a major storm was arriving. Snow flurries swirled behind me, but all I met was cold rain all…

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Jan 13

January 13, 2020

Fresh Air

This is our new house. We have spent the past three months working towards buying it, and our effort bore fruit last week when we closed escrow. I’m getting the keys tomorrow. This 1880 Queen Anne is a former duplex, waiting to be renovated back into one big home. We’re just the suckers for such a job. As the sellers were packing up, they told our real estate agent that it used to be a brothel. A BROTHEL. Where else…

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Apr 6

April 6, 2015

Epiphanies-R-Us

(This column first ran in July 2007, right before I became a Mrs. again.) I drove up to the home county of Sonoma a few weeks ago to pick up one of our girls from a visit to her grandparents. I had some time to spare (shocking but true) and wanted some quality time with my parents, so I hung around for a while. I picked some plums with my mom and she gave me some geranium and penstemon cuttings…

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