The loft is taking great shape, although my bed is still in the main living room area. Finally, the freight elevator is fixed, so all the tenants can start to bring up heavy furniture again and I can order that new bed.
A month of washing the floors has produced dramatic results. The honeyed maple glows now, although the workers sure left their mark on them. Eventually they're going to need sanding and refinishing to make them blemish free. The workers were so careless; they sealed glue, dirty footprints, bird guano, and paint mistings in the surface. Wasn't too smart of them to do the floors BEFORE they reinstalled all 12 of our 5.5' x 10.25' windows, was it? I'm fine with keeping the character left over from when this was a mill, but not the nice little "additions" the renovating crew left behind!
The bathroom and the main foyer are finally ready to paint. I'm using a light sage and dark sage combination for the entry hall; and a garnet and medium grey for the bathroom with all white fixtures. There's some great rainbow travertine tile borders at Home Depot that will look nice edging the tub/shower surround.
The kitchen is almost complete, just looking for the right pattern in copper "ceiling" tiles to use as a stove backsplash.
This week I'll take down the 8' Noble fir and put the purple and white lights away, along with the purple, gold, and garnet balls. And the fiber optic angel! It was amusing to lie there in the dark and watch her wings change color.
Sitting around with Brandy one night, we started telling each other our horror stories involving school, friends, lovers, parents, etc. Currently two of her past affairs of the heart tracked her down at her new job and wanted to renew a relationship. That got me to thinking about those in my life that I miss (and one I don't miss).
Eric... whereever you are, I hope you're happy. I hope you're happy, but I hope you realize some day just how disrespectful you were to me and how much I deserved better. Maybe someday you'll apologize, if you feel like "manning up" and amending things.
Mr. T... you know who you are. So... a moment's hesitation apparently means missed opportunity? Oh well, the flirting was fun -- certainly made for interesting evenings. You'll never know just how wild I could have been!
Michael... I still care about you, you know. I keep hoping that you find/have found someone that truly deserves the wonderful person you are. I'd think you're almost perfect myself, but... there's that matter of shutting me out for answering a question honestly that was asked of me directly. So maybe it wasn't my best use of judgment -- it also certainly wasn't easy to sit there and hear how much in love you were with her, and then for me to listen to her go on and on ad nauseum about how she just doesn't feel that way about you and isn't interested in that kind of relationship with you at all, and how she doesn't want to hurt you but is enjoying all the attention she wasn't getting from Q. By being honest with her or honest with you, either way you would have wound up hurt -- and I would still be where I am today... missing you and our conversations.
RC... I miss you the most, and not just because I haven't had much time to catch up with you lately, but because it seemed for a while that even when I did catch up, you'd already pulled away for some reason. I was confused about how we could spend a year and a half or more conversing every night, and then... it just stops, but I will always treasure the moments we are together; past, present, and future.
Just a little introspection for the new year. Time to move on, eh?
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