Home Improvement @ MindSay

The agony of the bookcases was well worth it, all 49 boxes are unpacked and a window seat has been ordered for the library.

All we need after that is a circular rug and for Jim to finish the bar area ( lighting and counter and shelves) and then this house can be party city.  Being this organized is one of my dreams. The books are all categorized and the novels are alphabetized by author and the small tchtochkes which make home lived in are finally back where they belong.  Tomorrow I will reupholster some more items for the foyer and the dining room and then crash for a while. Dipping into a scorching biography of Mao next and it’s 2007. who wudda thought I'd be living here?

My mind is so weird sometimes... like last night i watched an episode of Home Improvement (i used to have THE hugest crush on Jonthan Taylor Thomas... i think i actually sent him fan mail making fun of girls who would write him hoping that their letter would cause him to fall in love with them... and that, of course, was my hopes exactly so... meh) so anyway on this episode from 1992 there was a lady named Karen.  it was driving me crazy that she looked so familiar but i couldn't place her. 

So like the completely abnormal person i am i couldn't sleep for forever because i kept trying to remember who she was.  By some miracle i realized that she was the mom on Boy Meets World... another show i totally loved.  Anyway, a quick IMDB check this afternoon proved i was right.

The other psycho obsessive thing i couldn't sleep as a result of was the song lyrics in my subject line... i kept hearing them in my mind, but only that little piece, and i couldn't place the song.  It was maddening.  So i eventually fell asleep and then this afternoon i googled it and tra-la! it indeed is from Mr. Jones by Counting Crows, something i haven't heard in ages.  But, alas, there you have it.  So yep.  That's my story.