Suebob's Red Stapler: Thanksgiving Week

20 November 2006

Thanksgiving Week

When I take the trash out and I turn around and see my tiny house with the light in the window and the banana leaves arching over the driveway, my heart just squinches up with happiness and I gasp at my good fortune.

My house. I don't even own it, but it makes me so happy to have this little haven on earth.

I can smell the ocean from here. I can hear my neighbors playing happy Mexican norteno music. I can walk in and see my dog sleeping on the couch drumming her big feet in time to a doggy dream.

A roof over my head. A cozy bed. A big old 1940's gas stove.

I am thankful for this particular spot on the planet. I make my life here, and I appreciate every day of it.

12 comments:

Lynnea said...: I like happy stapler posts. They make me warm and fuzzy inside. That's a good thing!; 9:31 AM
Kristin said...: I know what you mean... I complain about all the little things that I hate about my house, but, at the end of the day, I am so happy and content that I know I am lucky to live here...; 10:36 AM
Suzanne said...: You always say things that I feel, but much better. It is exactly how I feel when I see all the weird furniture we accumulated and piles of paper and books and other clutter when I step into my apartment.; 11:19 AM
Anonymous said...: And that, my dear, is why you rock. :); 12:04 PM
Mignon said...: We used to have a banana in Portland. And I got all choked up when I could see our gushing grape leaves spilling over the back gate. Now we got nothin. Deer eat it all and the Neighborhood Gestapo won't let us put up a fence to keep them out. I carry a picture of that old house in my wallet.; 1:11 PM
super des said...: Home sweet home.
And post sweet post.
:); 1:24 PM
Janet Evening said...: It's always nice where you are, Suebob...; 1:55 PM
Perstephone said...: It really does warm your heart to know that yes, you do have your own spot even if you find flaws with it. I love our house and can't imagine living anywhere else right now.; 4:19 PM
Perstephone said...: It really does warm your heart to know that yes, you do have your own spot even if you find flaws with it. I love our house and am so happy that it has become our HOME.

However, I do think it is awesome that you can smell the ocean. That scent, the real one, not candle scented, is such a natural de-stressor for me. Cheers to your place!; 4:20 PM
Anonymous said...: You said it so well. I'm thrilled to have what I do, and it helps me keep the little stuff in perspective, knowing that my big needs are met with such abundance.; 4:27 PM
Anonymous said...: Your home sounds great. Want to swap..; 5:10 PM
Anonymous said...: Super Des said it all :> I love where I live, too, and I appreciate the reminder to reflect on that, this Thanksgiving week. There are lots of things that annoy me about this house, but you know what? I actually like the raging battle I'm losing with the grape vines (they're strangling my stone wall and lilacs). I like the kitschy '50s black tile in the bathroom. I like the wall oven that's too small to cook a turkey in. (It's not too small to cook dolmas, heh!); 8:54 PM