L and I have had some busy days lately. We ended up getting our new TV (did I already tell you this?) and it was all set up and ready to go Saturday afternoon. L immediately sent away for an Apple TV device, so now we can also have all of our music on the TV, as well as watch unlimited movies from Netflix. We are happy campers. If only we didn't have to work - we've been too tired at the end of the day to really enjoy much TV, but maybe that's for the best.
On Saturday we also did some spring cleaning and ended up throwing out the fake plant we had in the corner of the room by the windows. We replaced it with the cutest chair that adds color and texture to that corner.
However, it also made us notice that now the windows need a window treatment of some sort, so we've been looking at drapes. We have one of those honeycomb shades in the window now - we're not totally open-to-the-public exhibitionists - but it's obvious that draperies are in order now just to add some color, texture and anchoring in that end of the room. I think we'll end up going with just a couple of panels at each side and tied back - decorative, not really functional. When we make a decision and get them hung I'll post another picture and you'll see the difference. But we love our little chair. Its just perfect for sitting on to put on makeup, buckle or tie your shoes, etc.
It's funny how doing a little something here snowballs into doing something there, which makes this other addition necessary, and... well it's a domino effect, quite frankly. We need to do the master bath over, but in order to do that, we need to do all the upstairs flooring (we're ditching the carpet and going with hardwood floors and area rugs), and if we do that, we need to repaint while things are torn up, and we might as well get the new furniture we want as well. So all of that will wait until next year, when we (hopefully) also blow up the patio and make it like we really want it: an outdoor room that will be an extension of the living room, complete with a covered roof, nice outdoor furniture, a spa and a fire ring. And a nicer BBQ. Our house will be paid off next year, and that will give us some extra money to play with in addition to what we've saved. So until then, we'll just do these little things.
Last night as we were peacefully watching the Olympics winding up for the day, all of a sudden there was a rather large shaking jolt of an earthquake. It ended up measuring 4.4, but it was centered only about 2 miles from where I live so it felt pretty big. All L could think about was his precious bathroom tile he worked so hard on, and hoping it didn't crack or fall off. (It didn't.) I cruised through the house and didn't see any damage done, other than a shampoo bottle that fell off the shower shelf. I thought I'd heard a few more things rattling around, but couldn't find anything. We slept peacefully.
This morning L went off to work, and I was alternating between work and watching the individual equestrian show jumping finals. All of a sudden (and you kind of hear it a split second before you feel it) the house started to shake - a little bit harder than last night and it seemed more sustained. I could hear things falling again elsewhere in the house. Our precious TV was fine, however. That shock was a 4.5 (bigger) and it wasn't as deep down in the earth as the one last night, so it seemed a lot bigger. As I walked through the house, there were books and picture frames that had fallen over and/or off the shelves. The phone in L's office had jostled loose from the cradle and fallen on the floor. But it still didn't account for all of the noise I'd heard during the shaking this morning or last night.
It wasn't until I went to open up the armoire in MY office that I found the source: a shower of picture frames, toys and tchotchkes fell down on the floor when I opened the doors. I've never been particularly careful about how I arrange things in there - mostly its just been to be visually pleasing when the doors are open. I should have been more careful opening the doors. One of the things that broke was a little China doll that my aunt had bought for me in Chinatown in Los Angeles when I was just little. The face had broken once years ago but had been repaired. This time, it really broke and I don't know if I can get it back together. It's got no value other than sentiment, and it's old and raggedy but I really liked it.
It used to say "Mama" when you squeezed it's middle, but that stopped many years ago. It's just a little knick knack from childhood that accompanies a good memory, so I'll try, with L's help, to see if I can repair it. Looks a little hopeless though... It definitely could have been worse: it could have been one of my Hummel figurines that sit up on a shelf. I don't think the quake was a large enough to do significant damage, (like fallen furniture or shattered windows) but it definitely was large enough to make you check your emergency supplies and try to secure things a little better. Ahhh... life in Southern California... Every part of the country has something: tornadoes, hurricanes, blizzards and extreme cold, horrible heat. Or big bugs. Some of these scare me more than an earthquake for some reason - especially the big bugs. (Have you ever seen a cockroach in Hawaii? Enormous. But if I had the chance to live in Hawaii, I'd probably learn to overlook the big bugs. I think.)
So I hope you're all well, and winding up the summer in comfort. I can't believe I'm actually starting to look at sweaters in catalogs with longing. And I'm looking forward to Halloween and fall weather. That won't be for a while now, but I can dream, can't I? Summer is a favorite time when I just feel free; a throwback to summer vacations as a kid. But I always always look forward to cooler weather, and the coziness that autumn brings. In other words, I always seem to be looking forward to something else. Is that a bad thing? I choose to think it makes me optimistic.