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Woodsy Niles
04 October 2014 @ 04:26 pm

Hallo. Everything is real good. My life has improved so much in the last 6 weeks since moving here. I don't even like to think about my ~old life~.


Made a cat bed out of an old cast iron sink that was in the house.





This kitten went to a great home last week, so happy. Some of you may also remember Henry, the older homeless tomcat that had been cruelly attacked by humans and had his jaw broken, who I posted about on IG a month or so ago. Well, no one else wanted him and someone has been killing cats in his neighborhood (likely the same person that hurt Henry), so we're going to bring him home. Hopefully I can post about him soon -- just waiting on the vet to remove the wire from his jaw! :)




We're cutting off the kitten food after this bag! Everyone is getting fat, even the kitten!





 
 
Woodsy Niles
07 September 2014 @ 11:16 am

This is basically me now. I love my house (!!!!!). I love my job. I love my humongous multi-crittered family.
 
 
Woodsy Niles
09 July 2014 @ 05:35 pm
Endlessly exhausted. Tremendously looking forward to having more free time and hopefully less stress. Some days just overwhelm me. I got home from work Monday evening and cried about how helpless, sad, and stupid I felt. I'd lose my mind if everything I've been working towards wasn't just around the corner. I can do this, and there will be goodness in knowing -- seeing -- that I can.
Things I'm gonna do in 2 months:
-decorate my house (!!!!)
-creative projects everywhere
-start working on my comic again
-critical mass
-go on dates with Greg
-see friends and family
-go to parties
-take more photos
-get engaged~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-etc., etc., etc., everything I wanna do
Okay, here's some pictures.
PicMonkey Collage
Removed wallpaper border, painted, ripped up carpet


This is our bedroom! Removed linoleum flapper that was screwed into the floor, painted golden yellow.


Hometown fried foods -- this fresh & fried zucchini is soooooooooo good.


Greg's grandpa (front, center), army medic in WWII.


Passport of Greg's great-grandmother (Greg's dad's dad's mom), who immigrated from Germany. :)


Dusk falling on the sunporch.


Sweaty and tired after working on the house all day... it's gonna be so worth it!


My beautiful babies bathing in lake light. They are so perfect.

Usually things are more like this though hehe

 
 
Woodsy Niles
15 June 2014 @ 09:35 pm
Here's our house circa 1928, when Greg's great grandparents bought it. If you look closely you can see their two sons , Frank & Ed, sitting on the front stoop. The house is such a treasure trove of family photos and it's so darn cool. I know they're not exactly my family (yet) but it's just really exciting becoming a part of this history within the house. I'm a sentimental gal sometimes.


Been getting some painting done. The bathroom is now Purple Passage. I like the color (we're also using it in the downstairs living room), but it's made me take a stronger dislike to that vinyl white thing on the wall. We were planning on replacing it anyway, but It's kiiiiiiiinda bugging us so maybe we'll do it sooner. We're gonna do pretty mosaic aqua-marine glass tile.


This is our bedroom. We removed the wallpaper border last week (the green stuff is painter's tape). We're gonna paint it the yellow that you see in a strip by the mattress & a strip nearest the camera. We should probably buy a new mattress. So many things, so many dollars.


Here's some more old pictures of the house. All these are taken in the same place in the backyard, so you can see more of the neighbor's house than ours. But still pretty neat!! That's Greg's great uncles, Ed and Frank, on the left. Greg's grandma Elsie on the right. Not sure who the man is in the middle.


Okay, so check it out... this was the kitchen 2 weeks ago. We painted and removed the rotted out counter top and sink. Well, Greg removed the countertop/sink. He's been such a great handyman during this and I'm so proud of him.


I love the colors we did!! Greg had the idea about putting the stripe at the top and I LOVE it!


Okay, one last family picture spam. Auntie Carol babe'n it up, Greg's pops and Auntie Carol in a photo booth, Grandpa with Tom & Carol, unidentified ladies.


And here's my dog being perfect and beautiful. She is so weird and she's always farting and squirting milk, but whatever, I love her.
 
 
Woodsy Niles
27 May 2014 @ 04:40 pm
Fixing up the Beastly Kingdom (the house has a name -- it's REAL!) is so satisfying. We cleaned up a bunch of thorn bushes and weeds in the backyard. Even though we didn't finish, it still made a huge difference in how big the space looks. The sun was beating down on us and we were both covered in rose bush cuts. It just felt good; doing that physical work and having tangible progress.


We started painting the kitchen and finished the upstairs hall. The right shade of yellow for our bedroom finally showed up too: Anjou Pear. Going over Wednesday to finish the kitchen paint and prime the bathroom.

I'm packing everything I can. The Beastly Kingdom is feeling more and more like home -- I can breathe there; the space feels like *ours*. The latest saga with our neighbor is that she claimed that "pee" (?!?!) was leaking from our apartment into the basement. There wasn't. Eventually the landlord had to come over. He said there wasn't anything leaking from our apartment. Surprise, surprise. I wish I could just completely write this woman off, but the whole thing makes me feel anxious and terrible. :( I hate being constantly watched by her; it makes me feel like a prisoner. 3 more months, 3 more months, 3 more months.

I still feel in crisis-mode; burnt out. Survival vs. *living*. I've become stronger, though, too. I steel myself. I'm ready. I confronted my boss about something for the first time; she apologized, which was pretty great. I gave a mildly impassioned statement in court against the drunk driver that totaled my car. I stand up for myself. I do the right thing. But my youthful optimism and joy seem to have dried up. I keep waiting for everything to turn to shit. I feel like I might not be able to resurface again, if I'm not ready for the next hit. So, I tread water. I bide my time. I do what I need to do. Acceptance is not surrender. Depression, lethargy claw into my head, but I am almost certain that it's situational. Who knows. I lost health insurance in March and can no longer afford to see a doctor, so wait-and-see will have to be my depression cure. Come this way, delight, joy, laughter.
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This picture makes me smile every time I look at it. Memorial day at my mom's house. Those two dogs, that sometimes our world seems to turn for. My hands splashed in paint and dirt, from a good day working at the house. And my man, my good man. A man who wants to marry me. He told me last week that he was looking at rings. Life will be good again, still has good shining through... (I hope, I hope, I hope.)
 
 
 
Woodsy Niles
11 May 2014 @ 11:05 am
Here's a few pictures of our house. All upstairs. The downstairs is a basically a copy of the upstairs in layout, but there's a bit more work to be done down there because there was water damage to the front bedroom and we have to put drywall up, etc.

This is our upstairs living room. From here there's a door that goes out to a big enclosed sun porch (downstairs goes to a big open porch). I cannot wait for the cats to enjoy it! The living room is already really cozy and move-in ready. :)


Dining room, upstairs. Mostly just boxes of Grandma's stuff to be donated or put away and some general cleaning that needs to be done. We're going to paint this room an orange-y red clay color. We eventually want to create cat walkways and cubby holes on the wall across from the big window in here.


Kitchen upstairs. This will be our real cooking kitchen, as we're gonna use the downstairs kitchen as a laundry room. I started removing the wallpaper border last week. We're gonna prime and then paint the room this lovely teal color "Larchmere" with a stripe around the top (the area above where the old border used to be) in a simple neutral beige.

You can't tell from this photo, but the counter top is all rotted out around the sink basin, so we have to replace that. We already got the replacement counter top, but we still have to cut it and install. Our fridge (we bought a used fridge, washer, and dryer -- our first big appliance purchases!) is actually out in the landing because the kitchen is too small to fit a fridge haha.


Upstairs back bedroom -- this room is already painted and nice. :) This will be our "guest bedroom." I think we're going to use this bed set in our room though. Also probably the room we'd use for any babbies. ;)


Hallway that connects all the rooms (as seen from the kitchen). We are SO lucky that this is the only carpet in the place!! It's hardwood underneath, so just gonna rip it up. Painting the bathroom in deep purple.



Our bedroom!! There's a big piece of linoleum (or something?) nailed to the floor for some reason, so we're gonna remove that obvi. Lots of scrubbing to be done in here. We also have to put up drywall in the closet because of water damage (we don't want any kitties crawling into the walls!). Being reeeeeeeeeeeal picky about the color. I have a good feeling about "Golden Fleece" though. Picking up a sample this afternoon! :)

P.S. I'm soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited to get into this place!!!!
 
 
Woodsy Niles
05 May 2014 @ 03:51 pm

Hey, that's me!


Times have been trying. Greg and I are both so worn out and anxious. It's just been a rough year and we still have a lot of work ahead of us. It's 4-5 months more of this and then we'll move and everything will change. It's hard for me to admit how gd stressful it's been while we're still in the thick of it -- it somehow seems like a defeat, when I'm talking about it before it's solved and in the past.

Our ~quality~ time has really diminished or rather our quality time is now holding hands while driving around doing errands with two hopped-up dogs in the backseat. Greg makes me laugh though and I'm glad if I'm going through this, Greg is the one there with me.

Ramona is a handful to say the least. Some days are better than others, but sometimes it does feel impossible. And Bixby attacked one of our cats last month and it was a nightmare. I had trouble sleeping for awhile afterward and thinking about still sends waves of terror through my body. I bought a set of break-sticks (a wooden wedge you put in a dog's mouth to pry it open), which I hope we never have to use. Our small place is very segregated right now, which sucks.

The new house is filled with all my hopes. It's a fixer-upper, for sure. But I think it's gonna be really dang cool when we're done with it... if we're ever done with it lololol I hate scraping wallpaper and leaking pipes. I want to start a blog about our house project and I've been taking some pictures, but I haven't had time to upload/edit/whatnot. I also need a name for said blog. Maybe a some kind of pun.
 
 
Woodsy Niles
29 July 2013 @ 07:02 pm
I looked back at my last entry (8 months ago, ooooop), and truly, little has changed. Life goes on with all its fortunes and disappointments and familiar, humdrum days. I love cohabitating. It's wonderful. The home that Greg and I have created together is something that I am incredibly proud of and grateful for. Greg is so wonderful and so much a part of who I am. I feel excited to snuggle up next to his skinny little self every night and when I think about all that we'll discover together over our lifetimes -- which I hope are long and good! -- it makes me feel as if I'm about to burst from happiness. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. It's strange how much that kind of promise doesn't scare me now, not with him.
I'm now on track for getting into the Occupational Therapy Assistant program at the community college. It's slow-going (and expensive, sigh), but it feels right. It's exciting to think that someday I will actually have a career that I feel good about. When I have trouble pushing myself through schoolwork, I watch videos of OTs/OTAs working with developmentally disabled children and adults and it makes my heart soar. I know, like school, that the field will be frustrating sometimes, but there are plenty of reminders of why I'm doing what I'm doing. :)

I have friends. We have friends. It seems like many friends nowadays. They're lovely and we see them often. They make life extra-good.
We've added 1 kitten. She is ours. We tried to get her adopted, but no, fate or whoever told us that she's ours... Maybe we just like her :) She was a crusty little thing when we found her in our driveway in late May. Now she's healthy and spindly and rambunctious. Her name is Whitney Dolores Salt and she has big golden eyes. Mr. Butt, my favorite (shhhh) cat, turns 5 in September. Party plans are forming. Bixby the dog is the love of our lives. We love that wonderpup so goddamn much. Our lives frequently revolve our animals and it's kind of embarrassing, but we love our little family unit <3
I'm about to go make some potato chowder for dinner and writing this has reminded me that even if it's hard sometimes, I have it pretty darn good.
 
 
Woodsy Niles
16 March 2012 @ 10:22 pm
guess i should say i'm blogging here now: http://woodsyniles.blogspot.com/

and around fb for little things as always: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1087224014

i miss this place!
 
 
Woodsy Niles
26 December 2011 @ 04:52 pm
Mm. Some days it really does feel as if I've been blessed... sprinkled with gold dust or somethin'.





Jewish Xmas with Greg and New Year's with Samenstein.
Biggest smiles, for real. :))
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