Thoughts in an empty house in the afternoon

Long hassles with the moving company and the result is that we will have our things by the third week in August. Possibly. That's a topic for another day. Meanwhile, we're exploring restaurants (so far we like The Pantry and Blue Corn Brewery, those were both good for an informal meal).

And we're exploring the town each day, getting to know where services and shops are and how to navigate Cerrillos Road and where to turn on Zafarano. We're old, it takes us a while to orient, but it all seems pretty easy.

I've called a decorator to get advice and a quote on putting up drapes. I'll go in to the window blind store tomorrow with measurements of my windows to start ordering up the blinds.

And we went to the door store to get a replacement sliding glass door quote for the bedroom. We knew when we bought we would have to replace it, but the dang thing is eight feet wide with a two foot transom over that. It's huge, but it's leaking and broken.

Here's the door and transom that need replacing in the master bedroom.
Air mattress on the floor.

We're getting to know the daily light patterns -- in the morning shifting sunlight dances in the big dining room area so beautifully.  In the evening the hill to the side of the house where the walking path is lights up on fire for a few minutes as the sun goes down.

In the afternoons the master bedroom gets dappled light.

Even without window treatments on that big slider, the master bedroom is so private.
No one can see into the room despite having neighbors' walls so close.

The huge sliding glass door plus sidelights and transoms in the living room do not need replacing, thankfully. It's old but the door works and nothing leaks. But the screen and the screen track have to be replaced.

My big empty living room. The area outside the doors is a lovely enclosed patio.

This is my office. Its where I do computer stuff and fill out change of address forms and try to pay the new bills, all while sitting uncomfortably on the hearth.

The white styrofoam cup on the shelf has my daily helper juice.
Wine in a paper cup tastes okay.

The sliding glass door in the TV area is the only one that needs privacy, so we hung up a sheet. This door faces the street front of the house, so at night we do need it. The sliding door functions well enough and does not need replacement, but I do want drapes there.

Blue painter's tape holds up our fashion drapes.

We bought patio chairs and a metal table and pillows at Lowe's so we'd have something other than the

awkward fireplace hearths to sit on. 

How I hated buying stuff we don't need in the future. But we need it now.

We also bought a TV. We really don't need another TV, since ours is on the truck coming in a few weeks. But we have this little one now.

It's small, and impossible to hear in this echo-ey house with tile all around.

We are washing out styrofoam and re-using it. Why not. Meals are microwaved, or we go out.

The sink has styrofoam dinnerware drip drying for the next use.

Jim bought a barbecue grill today at Ace Hardware. We'll get it delivered tomorrow, so we'll have another alternative to microwaving prepared foods, and our meals will be picnic-style on styrofoam plates in a very private back courtyard in dappled shade.

We're good.

Oh, and I broke my glasses, snapped right in two at the bridge. So I am wearing Jim's readers now. What do you think?