How do you pronounce 'Patience'?
I'm completely in limbo. We leave the vacation house my girlfriend rented today, and I don't yet have a closing date for the new house. All my worldly possessions are in storage, the dogs are at the boarding kennel (I miss them), and I'm living out of a suitcase.
Byword for the week: Patience!
Reminds me of one of my favorite stories. My high school students used to have to roll their own film on to the developing reels, of course in total darkness. And obviously I couldn't go in there to help when someone got into trouble. So, to encourage them, I wrote a sign on the wall of the film-loading room in glow-in-the-dark tape (no, it doesn't hurt the undeveloped film as long as it's far enough away).
One day I could hear a girl in there just getting more and more stressed out, swearing and moaning. Finally she stormed out, saying, "WHAT is that word?!? Why did you put that there? 'PAT-eye-ents.' 'PAT-EYE-ense.' I could NOT figure out what that meant. What in the hell does 'PAT-EYE-ENTS' mean?!?"
The word on wall, of course, was "Patience."
She did feel appropriately chagrined at herself when I told her. :-)
Its been delightful to be here in the Finger Lakes, my new home. Although my "new new house" is smaller and much older than my "old new house" (1400 sq. ft. rather than 2,000, built in 1880 vs. 1961), it's been very artfully renovated and restored by its previous owners and I'm just in love with the place. I love the spaces, the feel of the neighborhood, the grounds. It's about an hour's drive from S. and we hope to get together every week.
The Finger Lakes are utterly beautiful.
I want to name the new house, and nothing I've tried has quite stuck yet. "Eastlake" is the name of the road it's on, conflating the two; "Redwall" (there's one deep red wall in the kitchen) sounds too much like the title of a Stephen King novel.
[UPDATE: We decided to call it The Eastlake House, after the road it's on, and after Lady Eastlake, the first photography critic. I currently plan to put the office on the front porch, so there'll be a small portrait of Lady Eastlake out there that visitors can spot.
I also really, really want this to put inside the front door—it was made right up the road in Rochester, and it is gorgeous—but I absolutely can't afford it. Rats. —MJ]
With any luck this coming week will be eventful; I could be all in before week's end. There are still a few things up in the air, and I'm not in control of all the variables. But you know what they say—hope springs eternal!
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Stephen McCullough: "Feels like you are struggling a bit with the limbo thing. Well, you know this period will end, so be in the moment as much as you can. As for naming the place...Finger Lakes—your lake isn't by any chance the middle one? Just a thought.
"By the way, this entire story of you getting your son started in his next phase, moving on with your life, making a major shift, entering into a relationship and so on is all pretty inspirational."
Chuck Albertson: "Admit it. You're homeless."
Mike replies: I am.
Hugh Crawford: "Every time I was on the verge of buying a house I always asked myself if it would be appropriately named Toad Hall, as I looked upon Mr. Toad in The Wind In The Willows as something of a role model.
"Another thought: I used to know someone who called her house 'the small house' and called her car 'the green car' because she thought that way people will assume that she in addition had a larger house and a car that was not green."