Slow and steady wins the race (but only because the rabbit is a jerk face)
So our basement is still full of my sister in law’s stuff, but we added all the spare bedroom crap to it so we finally have the complete main apartment for ourselves. Unfortunately, the amount of effort it took (three solid days to get it into the basement, another solid day for The Fiancee and his father to get the extra large stuff out) left our unpacking on the back burner.
FINALLY we had a day to rest and relax (after our new stove was installed), and today we could get the ball rolling. We did the living room, and in doing so I was able to set up my new herb center, and I was able to get the temp altars more how I wanted them.
My mother in law was here yesterday when the men were putting in the new stove, and I started to feel odd because I had my altars out (but not perfect). It has been so long since my religious items have been in a prominent area I wanted to wave my hand in her face in a Jedi mind trick. “These are not the Gods your looking at…”. But I kept my mouth closed and said nothing. If she thought it was strange she didn’t comment. And I realized, most people in polite society won’t comment on much. Not to your face anyway. And I’m cool with that.
Soon we’ll be slapping some paint on the walls, hanging curtains on the windows, and hopefully get the hoarder’s nightmare out of the basement (seriously though, I’m completely cured of my hoarding tendencies after seeing that…we recently found old groceries, including stuff that needed refrigeration). Tonight I cook on our new stove. This structure is becoming a home and I am confident that my deities feel the same.
At least I know for a fact that my cat does…