Here We Go..........


I have to consider myself lucky...there is a couple so in love with the home I created here that they are willing to take the all the repairs on...offer much more than on market for...they "love the feel of the house"....to me that is like winning the lottery would be for someone else...you can feel what I did here...they spent the better part of a Saturday here when they were to be attending other open houses...they have gone over the place with a fine tooth comb...every inspection you can order...and they want to give the old girl the next level of love she needs...I took her from a 'diamond in the rough' to what it feels like today...now they get to add their touch and have the moola to get her a new roof, paint, repairs I let slip all the years on my own with my own store and taking off every weekend to Santa Cruz.  He's from the UK and she's from here...he hates shake roofing...the neighbors are NOT going to like that...but I tell them what can I do?  Look at the garden...it rocks...best looking house on the street...can't tell them what to do...but I can tell you this...they obviously love it so it won't become a box store make over house...like across the street with the foam filled window moulding, spray on stucco siding, grecian columns and torn down 70 year old fireplace...you haven't lived here long enough to know what that house looked like but it wasn't that...the grape stake fence that took me and my ex 4 hours to pick and choose and carefully place to complete what is 20' total but looks like it has been there since 1941 when the house was built will hopefully stay as well as the arbor over the driveway...she will just get a driveway refinish...don't know if I will have the guts to come back and see her later...will most likely drive away and that will be that...but I am a curious person...who knows...but I have seen other neighbors come back and be heartbroken...best to close the chapter completely...this is weird, this is hard, this is painful and at the same time this is liberating...exciting...pushing me to change...take risks bigger than ever...and I have always loved a good risk...


You've been so good to me...hard at times to hold on to...others very easy...many partners have come and gone through here...different energies...good and bad...but you were always mine with your Wedgewood stove, your vintage-ness I refused to change...the rounded cabinets...the breeze I could always count on in the afternoon the came through the front windows to the back sunroom that is amazing to be in when it rains due to the metal roof...the random plank flooring we found after using the carpet that was here 23 years ago...a shade of green that appears no where in nature...that late afternoon when after using the carpet as a drop cloth for the painting we did we said "let's see what is under this"...the wood just glowed...now you are not mine...I am off to create myself and then create another home one day...I will miss and always love you...first little house of mine...sorry I did not paint you recently or put that new roof on, seal your driveway...but I always planted in your soil, kept you clean, kept the lighting perfect...loved you...that has to count for something...