New Fridge...that's a joyfully thing...right?

Here it is...the much anticipated, and needed new fridge...in all it's whiteness and newness.

I am trying to be joyful and thankful that I live in a building where the owner will replace appliances. Really I am. However, I am having trouble. It's much deeper than the old one.

I arrived home very late on the day the fridge arrived, walked into the kitchen to view the "New Fridge" and almost walked straight into it....our first meeting was not off to a great start.

It's very white, did I mention that. And plastic. And new.

I needed it though, you see so I had to ask for it knowing I would get a white fridge. I had already had the old fridge shut down once. It was repaired. I was happy. Until the day I realized that one half of the freezer wasn't freezing really. Now I like my Hagan Daaz softish, but runny is just a waste of fantastic ice cream. So I bit the bullet and made the call.

The issue with the White Plastic Fridge is two-fold: The white dishwasher is of a metal-like material...not glaring white plastic. The stove, well...it's the Golden Autumn color of days gone by when appliances were made to last longer than five years....it's glaringly ancient next to the White Plastic Fridge.

The newest addition to my home seems very much outta place.

BTW...the emptiness of the fridge is not due to my job status, it's due to a previous broken fridge and the fact that the cat has not gone grocery shopping...

The Cat Really Is In Charge....

Well....I have made an interesting discovery today. Many of my houseplants are in the type of pots with the wells in the bottom; you know the kind that you fill through a hole and then the plant self-waters. I couldn't figure out why my plants were so dry all the time, I mean I water at least every two weeks whether they need it or not. So there I am this morning, watering away and I notice Miss Scout La Rue, the resident feline, climbing around one of the plants. I am curious as to what she is up to...that's right...she is drinking from the well in the plant holder! What!!! Keep in mind she has a perfectly good source of drinking water, she doesn't need to go searching like a nomad in the desert for a water source. Yeesh. Now she is resplendent on the kitchen table, knowing she has been discovered, but yet knowing to that she will continue this behavior as there is really nothing I, as a pesky human, can do about it. That my friends, is the story for today and the reality of my life.....

Thought....

Michelangelo:
The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it.

I Did It!

This is the first post...haven't got a clue what I am doing, but how fun to step out into the unknown and try! I put this on my "To Do" list last week and here it is...the first step in the journey is to start.

This is week 2 of a serioius step into Faith for me. I quit my job two weeks ago. I hated it. I disliked what who I was when I was doing it...so I quit. I don't have another place to go to...I just knew I couldn't be there anymore. Hence the photo...this way to Hope. It is that easy you know...just go to God. He gives the hope...the direction isn't always so obvious though! I follow the path anyway....'cause who knows where it may go...life is like that...you take a turn sometimes without knowing where you will end up...actually that is what faith is, isn't it?

So, I am spending my time on a lot of nothing. I am also living the fantasy of becoming a scrapbooking guru. Possible? Anything is possible.