i came to enjoy this old house ~
the bedroom that made me feel like i was
in a treehouse, the porches that gave
homes to my potted plants and rocking chairs,
the view of the river from up high, and the
cemetery across the street....

so i was saddened when our landlord visited
with us and announced he was going to have to
put the house on the market... we understood
of course, this economy is forcing all sorts
of decisions for people everywhere.

but....

(i was still bummed. we like it here. )

like with anything, i have a choice whether to
ignore it,
engage in worry,
or focus on the options.

since i freaked last night, i figured today was the day
to start focusing on the options. after work i drove around
the neighborhood and i pretended i was shopping for the perfect little
house. and in my mind i created a picture of what a really
excellent option might be.

a quiet street, in this neighborhood, up the hill from the river,
with a pine tree or two, a front porch, and a screened
in porch, a cozy fireplace, wooden floors and crown molding,
a non scary basement (meaning no moldy creepy bug dirty crawl space thingy) bright rooms with good afternoon light, a princess
room for his daughter, a nook for my old piano,
a two car garage with a studio up above, a kitchen that makes cooking
feel elegant, a bathtub that fits his long legs, and neighbors who
smile and wave. ahhh......

okay. so im putting it out there.
ridiculous or not, it is much more fun than stressing out.

lets see if my manifestation skills are still up to par.