Well, it has been a rough day and so I am getting here as most people are going to sleep in our area. Oh well, such is my life. At least I’m writing, hey?
I am watching Treehouse Masters right now. Do any of you watch it? My hubby and I dream of treehouse living. I know, old folks like us. We, who chose to live downstairs in this apartment because we didn’t want to climb the stairs with our disabilities. But how about a treehouse with some sort of elevator? I used to live in the upstairs apartment and loved how I felt up there. The only thing I didn’t like was that my cat of the time decided she could fly. She lived through that and many more years, nearly 18 years.
Another program I like, is Tiny House. Wait. That isn’t a program it is a documentary on Netflix. I think I could live like that. DH would probably not like it.
On the same thread, have you watched, You Live in What? I love that people are getting creative in their choices of domiciles. Of course, with this last show, I find most of these places take a small fortune to pull off. Still, the creativity these shows contain is contagious.
What I learn from the treehouses, Tiny House, and mobile homes are the multipurpose surfaces, and how to install the best storage for things. Tiny House encourages me to purge the many things collected over the years. That is a hard one for me as I haven’t the energy most of the time to gather up and remove all those extras that gather in a person’s home on a regular basis. Having a Kindle or two has made the book collecting less dust attracting, yet I still find I need more treebooks.–Hey, there’s an idea! A treehouse for treebooks! I wonder if that has ever been done? Now I just need a plot of land, with healthy trees and a windfall enough to pay the master to build it! With lots of storage and WiFi!
This is not what I wanted to write today. I wanted to continue my story with the character escaping the earthquake, bareback, on a friendly wild horse. Maybe tomorrow. Any suggestions for the story? Any constructive critiques?
Well, 390 words is not enough. If I were writing this on my desk, you could picture me banging my head on the desk. Luckily writing from a bed is much safer. Similar to writing in a padded room. ;-D
Oh, shoot! I just remembered! I forgot to write my review for Zen and the Art of Writing. I finished it two days ago. Guess that will add some words for me. So goes the mind of ADD. Catch me in the next post. <>