We are so fortunate to have two homes -- our old farmette in rural northeast Connecticut, and the cottage in Island Park. Maybe especially with the pandemic, having another place to go that's safe has been a soothing balm in a world out of control.
Of course, every so often we do think, well, maybe we should sell one of the houses. But that decision has been elusive, thus far, because we are too fickle. Sell the Connecticut house, that is a lot more work, with its couple acres and outbuildings and an old house that always needs something...but has so many memories and is meaningful because we saved it from the wrecking ball? Or, part ways with the seaside cottage, much less work, great neighbors, but rising tides and rising flood insurance?
The real story behind what to do is rooted more in the things I have, given to me by my parents, or inherited from relatives and friends, or favorite antiques found at flea markets or on the side of the road. Yes, they are just things but they are things that I enjoy and appreciate. Fact is I wouldn't be able to fit it all in one house. Both houses are small, 1180 sq. ft. and 860 sq. ft.
I think perhaps I will write about some of my favorite things and the stories behind them. Now to narrow that down....
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