3rdEyeMuse made a comment on my “hands” entry yesterday: “… but, but … one’s missing … where’s a shot of your hand and the quote?!?” The quote she’s referring to is this tattoo I got last July:
I went on to do a project on flickr, One Object 365 Days, in which you photograph the same object once a day for a year. Unfortunately, I didn’t finish this project, but I did go 197 days! Here’s a collage of my tattoo:
In other news, today my brother and I meet with the realtors (a team of two competent ladies) we chose to sell our parents’ home that they bought in 1960. It was a house my Dad had fallen in love with as he drove past it on the way to work. One day he saw a “For Sale” sign on it and that began the campaign to convince my Mom to move from the city, where she’d lived all her life, to the “suburbs”, where she felt she’d be stuck, since she didn’t drive. For better or worse, he convinced her and they settled into the community, joining the church up the street and the choir, and making friends.
It’s not really bothering me too much, selling the childhood home, since the house needs more work than I can afford. I, in turn, am looking forward to finding a home of my own, probably a condo, probably within 45 minutes of where I work. I only have 4 “musts” on my list: must allow dogs, must be on the top floor, must be in a good neighborhood, must have a condo fee under a certain amount. Of course, I’d love some nice hardwood floors and a balcony and very quiet but friendly neighbors. What would you look for in a new home?