Here is a favorite little painting of mine. My mom painted this. Hi Mom!!!!!!!
Hills and hills, filled with bluebonnets. Now, I am showing you this because I have hung it in the laundry room so it can help add a little warmth and decor to the room.
Now, why would I want to do that?
Because Ian is coming tomorrow for a week. And he is going to have to sleep in the laundry room.
It is all good. He does not read the blog. If he did read it and saw his accommodations, he might decide to just stay home.
You can see it below. Of course, the nicest thing is the new ceiling. The second nicest is, he has a bed. What more does a twenty year old kid need than a roof and a bed.
During the last year I have had a few pangs of guilt, especially last year when Ian called one day to say he had to sleep in his car the previous night. He is very independent and I think, was actually proud to tell me that he could take care of himself, even if he was homeless.
Of course, the reason he was homeless was he decided to drop out of college in Colorado and had driven back to Washington state without really thinking about where he would be sleeping.
So, that is history and a darn good story for another day.
Now look below and you can see the bed in the laundry room, two twin beds stacked on top of each other, covered with a quilt my grandmother made.
The beautiful ceiling and new lights.
See how I have cleverly covered up some of Senor's wiring in the back. Since there is no door, I have cleverly put up sheets there as well.