the dungeon.

Some people call it a basement. I call mine a dungeon. Hang some chains on the wall and sell tickets at Halloween kind of dungeon.

I have a definite love/hate relationship with it

When I first got the place, the basement was HORRIBLE! I even told Momma D. the other day that I can’t believe I just waltzed right down there when I was looking at the house, with zero hesitation.

It was wet and had so much trash in it (minus the few decorations I was lamely trying to store down there). There was literally one incandescent bulb lighting the entire thing. Oh, and the cobwebs….let’s just think about how fun that was!

If you missed all the fun of the start of bringing the dungeon up to some sort of standard, feel free to start with Part 1, Part 2, or Part 3,408. Let’s be very clear, I am THRILLED with the progress that has been made in the basement…but it’s still a creepy dungeon.

This week will be Storm Cellar Part 4,236. The infamous Mr. T. will be back on the property so we can finish setting the last two steps to be able to actually EASILY walk down to the basement. This is all in preparation for the new furnace, hot water tank and water filter that will be going in shortly! We need to get the old stuff out of the way and actually put down a base for the items to sit on. Because for years, apparently chilling on the dirt floor has been the standard.

On my personal To Do list for the basement is to finally get all of the random trash out. Most of it has left over the last 3 years, but now I am down to the annoying stuff. There will be a lovely load of scrap collected when we remove the old furnace, water tank, pressure tanks and some other random metal laying around. There was a large stack of glass that I managed to get out of there last week. If any of you are looking for great bags to get rid of trash…find a horse barn and steal (I mean, ask…) them for their empty feed bags! They are designed to hold 50 pounds of feed and not break, they are awesome!

The other thing I am sharing for those of you who are looking for some easy extra lighting in your basements or work spaces, check out these lights! They are from my fav, Home Depot (I am sure you can find something similar anywhere). Some of the highlights:

  • They are LED
  • You can daisy-chain them together
  • They are super easy to hang
  • They are only $25!

I now have 3 of them in the basement and will probably end up with two more before all is said and done. THE LIGHT!! I can not tell you enough how wonderful it is to have some light in the dungeon!

I mean, it’s also creepy as hell to now be able to easily see all of the gross stuff down there!

However, you also get to start to see some of the beautiful details of this old house!

So, that’s it for now kids. The official countdown to being back at work is 3. Let’s get this project done!!

Peace out peeps.

solo.

One of the reoccurring themes of my life can be summed up in one little word.

Solo.

For years, the idea of even writing a post like this was painful. Apparently, I have done a pretty fabulous job of building some walls up around the word and then was able to reinforce the idea with stigmas and beliefs I have developed and adopted to validate my relationship with being….solo.

One of the most comment battles I have struggled with in owning this identifier is the one where you feel like a failure. In order to combat that, I worked even harder to prove that not only can I do solo life, but I ENJOY IT DAMNIT!! When the reality is, I do truly into about 87.5% of living a solo life, however there are obviously always situations where I would enjoy the companionship (like when it’s time to check the mail box….”Oh, sweetie!”).

However, the in last couple of years, for a variety of reasons, I have been becoming a little too comfortable in my solo skin. I would like to believe it’s because I work my ass off and that by time I get home, shower and have a chance to relax, the last thing I want to do is leave and go do something else. Although, I know it is because it is EASIER to stay home and chat with the dogs, versus a complete stranger.

Even Google has a skewed perception of eating alone. While researching images for this post, I Googled “Eating Alone” and the very first sub-category is “sad”.

Then I had a conversation with a few of my girlfriends.

Y’all, there are women out there who LOVE to do the solo thing!!! They look forward to it, it empowers them, it frees them to do exactly what they want to do and most importantly, it means they are LIVING this life, not just cruising through it.

I currently have a pal who on her like 326th solo vacation, this time at the beach, and she’s loving and OWNING it! She also shared this pretty amazing article on the topic, which I of course will share with y’all!

I have a friend who eats out solo almost weekly…AT THE BAR!! WHAT!?!?! This is even possible?? My armpits start sweating just thinking of this possibility.

So, I decided to poll my friends. I was pleased to see that I am definitely not the only person who is uncomfortable with the idea of eating alone. However, I was shocked to learn that many of my friends have or currently enjoy eating out or entertaining themselves solo (don’t twist that people, that is another post for another day!).

Now that I had started to poke around on the topic, I felt that it was only fair that I make a goal for myself to try eating solo over my summer break. So, about a month ago, I was out, treating myself to an evening to run some errands and shop for Father’s Day and I decided what the hell, let’s do this!

Dear Lord.

I pulled in 6 different restaurant parking lots if I pulled into one. But I was not about to let indecisiveness be my downfall. I ended up the solid choice of Applebee’s.

I ate at the bar.

I ordered steak and a beer.

There was hardly anyone there, so the conversation was pathetic at best.

My overall feeling on the experience was mixed. If I am going to spend the money eating out, I would much prefer to do it with people I ENJOY and make it a memory. I eat by my damn self all the time and I can do it much cheaper at home.

HOWEVER!!!!!

I am not done. I am going to do it again. I WANT to do it again.

Frankly, I want to shift my thinking to that philosphy that it’s empowering and fun to do what you want, when you want. Versus suffering under the binds that eating solo means you are some sort of failure based on societal standards.

So gals, let’s do this! Own it and do what you want, when you want! I like to think, “What would Wonder Woman do?”

Share in the comments! Thoughts? Opinions? Personal goals?

Peace out peeps!

23.

Not that I would expect any of you to be keeping track of this number, but 23 is an important number to me right now. For those North Ohioans who revel in the good ‘ole days, it might conjure this image.

Nope, for me, 23 the exact number of days I have left in my summer break.

Oy.

The kicker is, I have been working on projects and stuff every day. But there has been nothing exciting to post!

I mean, I put up new gutters on the porch and the front of the garage.

Not fun.

I did start pouring concrete into a walkway form for the back patio, but it’s only 1/3 of the way done and I would love to just wait and make an entire post about it. However, I do enjoy a good sneak peek, so here ya go!

Last week, I was house sitting for my parents and I did tackle putting up their new vinyl railing. That was fun! But not at my house.

So, in the next 23 days, I have a huge amount to still get done. The anxiety is once again on and pressing on my soul. None of it fun stuff, but necessary! For example. getting the old furnace out, pouring base and getting the new one in! Heat this winter would be glorious!

In other news, I had my first blackberry!

So, until next time! Don’t panic if you don’t hear from me in the next 23 days, I am still here…just busting ass on the To Do list…as usual.

Peace out peeps.