My house has that smell.
It is not present all the time.Usually I have chased it off with the smells of cooking or baking, and cleaning.
Just every now and then I will get a whiff of it. Like this morning mixed with the smell of my clean laundry. That had to be one of the homiest smells ever.
I like being at home. I know that if I let myself I would become a reclusive hermit. Its in my blood. I have an uncle that moved into the desert for that reason.
I do not plan on letting that happen, but still. I could do it. I do enjoy being around my family and close friends. But I am the happiest at home, with my husband. If I could just work it out that everyone came over to my house (While still leaving at the perfect time) and I never had to go to the grocery store again, that would be perfect :)
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Scary what you find under 40 year old vinyl siding. |
Haha.... I know that's not happening. And really I am sure I do not want it too. Even though it sounds great right now.
I have to make conscious choices to get myself out there. To go see people, and talk to them. My willingness and ability to do this changes day to day.
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HH tore off a piece of rotten wood. Birds took advantage of it to make a nest in my house. |
I always wished to be a charmer who can put all around at ease with a few smart words, and entertain people easily. Some days I am closer then others. And still some days I feel I can not pry my mouth open with a crowbar.
Good thing I married a charmer. I can stand back and let him go at a crowd and he has the whole place laughing in minutes.
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Bet you don't see old vents like this very often. |
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