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Dear Reader,
I've been feeling pretty fragile lately. My house has been disrupted, my space isn't my own. Every day for the past three weeks, from eight in the morning until seven at night, I've been sharing my home with roofers and painters. The roofers spend most of their time outside--on the roof--but the painters, they've taken over my peace of mind, room by room. They're doing an excellent job--quite talented fellows--and they clean up after themselves, too. So I realize I'm blessed and I've tried my best to be a good painter's hostess--even got up at 6 a.m. one morning and baked them a batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies. Three painters devoured twelve cookies and drank a gallon of milk. I think they appreciated the gesture.
But with painters in every room, I don't feel like my house is my home anymore. It's not the painters' fault, they're just doing their job, but I haven't even been able to sleep in my bed for the past five days and my dressing room is completely out of order. All of my clothing racks have been rolled into my bedroom where everything is snugly stacked and packed on the bed, the floor, or hanging over doors. No fashion statements here lately, whatever I can reach, on any particular day, that's what I wear.
Before I relinquished my bedroom, the living room was off bounds for an entire week. And my sun room, where I do most of my writing, I surrendered that haven five days ago. I work from an office in my home and things got so chaotic the other day that I had to take my phone into the bathroom so I could make an important business call without being disturbed. To drown out the periodic hammering sounds I turned the bathroom fan on high and when the guy on the other end of my phone call asked what the noise was, I told him I was at the airport. I've gotten pretty comfy working in the bathroom, in fact it's temporarily turned into my writing room and phone calls are no longer a problem. The bathroom has inspired my creativity and in addition to my airport excuse, I've come up with other surefire noise cover-up lines. I can even write a column on my laptop, talk on the phone, and take a bath, all at the same time. The water noise? I tell them I'm on a "working" cruise. "Wish you were here!"
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Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
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