{"id":1328,"date":"2002-08-19T22:14:00","date_gmt":"2002-08-19T22:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2002\/08\/visible-to-the-world.html"},"modified":"2002-08-19T22:14:00","modified_gmt":"2002-08-19T22:14:00","slug":"visible-to-the-world","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2002\/08\/visible-to-the-world.html","title":{"rendered":"Visible to the World"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The thing about keeping a weblog is that now that I know folks are going to be checking in to see what I&#8217;ve been up to, I feel obligated to update on a fairly regular basis. Problem is, I don&#8217;t always feel like saying much. I was going to write yesterday about our day (party at Adam&#8217;s parent&#8217;s house in Portsmouth, bargain shopping at the outlets in Kittery&#8211;Eddie Bauer flannel sheet sets for $30!&#8211;lobster dinner in Maine before heading back), but I was simply too beat when I got home. Today, well today was a less than exciting day.  We had bought a bed and mattress on Saturday (and <i>finally<\/i> ordered blinds for the living room. I feel like an exhibitionist when I sit in the living room at night as we&#8217;re so visible to the outside world), so we finished up the bedroom to get ready for the mattress delivery today.  I steamed cleaned the carpet  (a short, grayish speckled, rather industrial looking carpet) a bunch of times and Adam finished painting the window trim. All that&#8217;s left is minor touch-ups. This morning we put the bed together and I began unpacking our bedroom belongings. We&#8217;re still not going to sleep in the room tonight, because it was too difficult to clear a path to the bed.  Tomorrow we&#8217;ll be up there. The mattress is a hoot&#8211;it&#8217;s firm, but what&#8217;s so special about it is it&#8217;s the offical mattress of the last Olympics. Yes, you heard me.  There is an official mattress. I guess those athletes really care what they&#8217;re sleeping on. What a shame that folks won&#8217;t be able to see the &#8220;USA&#8221; print on the mattress. Buying the mattress was a hoot.  We went in and they all felt the same to me.  A couple were slightly mushy, so I said no to them, but then Adam found one&#8211;$100 over our price range&#8211;that he was convinced was <i>the<\/i> mattress. Whatever. I&#8217;ve got a place to sleep at night and we now have a working guest room, so I&#8217;m satisfied.<\/p>\n<p>But life feels a little dull right now. I&#8217;m going to start freelancing a little again (proofing and copyediting) until I find something more permanent. Or, who knows, maybe I&#8217;ll freelance for a little while. I&#8217;ll have to try it on and see how it feels. If it gives me more time to write, then maybe that&#8217;s how it&#8217;ll be.  I need to find a writing group, though. If anyone knows of any writing groups in the Boston area, let me know!<\/p>\n<p>Tomorrow we start painting Adam&#8217;s office and then we begin <i>re<\/i>painting the library. Yep, that&#8217;s right. Rose Taupe is on its way out and Lilac Heather Gray is on its way in.  Rose Taupe looks beautiful in the hallway, but was simply <i>too<\/i> rose for an entire room.  Ah, the joy of paint.<\/p>\n<p>Okay, today&#8217;s duty fulfilled. Not very inspired, but that&#8217;s how it goes sometimes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The thing about keeping a weblog is that now that I know folks are going to be checking in to see what I&#8217;ve been up to, I feel obligated to update on a fairly regular basis. Problem is, I don&#8217;t always feel like saying much. 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