Monthly Archives: July 2019
So when I realized I wasn’t confident enough to install my Ring doorbell, I had Amazon send me an expert.
Well, he went through the bits and bobs I’d bought to go with it and told me I didn’t need them…The battery pack works with the Ring 2, not mine…I didn’t need the angle changer either.
Once he got the Ring connected we had to get my phone and Alexa to recognize it. That’s where my usual luck came into play. For the life of me I couldn’t get my phone and the Ring to talk to each other much less let Alexa into the conversation.
Hours later, I saw what was happening–my password was not the one on the side of the router nor was it the one I’d put on it anymore. It reverted back to the password the Comcast tech had put on it when I’d had to unplug my router. DUH.
Once I’d entered that password, everything fell into place. Lucy now has a security assistant.
I got a bit sidetracked working on getting my office sorted. No, it’s not done yet. But I put a heck of a dent in the mess. I still have to unpack my computer, printer, and monitor, plus figure out how to set them up with just the antique desk at hand. Yeah, this might have to change.
My exercise bike is set up and in use.
The guest room work hit a halt when I realized the bed slats were still in PA. I’m waiting for new slats to get here. Thank goodness for Amazon, they’ll be here in a day or two.
The first part of my alarm system gets installed today.
After breakfast Lucy disappeared, I went to look for her and found her in her bomb shelter.
Every time I turned around today, Miss Lucy was at the front door to go sit on her porch. She loves the freedom she has now that there is a gate.
I see one more improvement for our porch and that is a ceiling fan, because when there’s no breezes it gets quite stuffy.
Little girl is passed out now after a busy day of supervising the neighborhood.
I love this house.
Now the deadly game of “where the heck do I hang the pictures?” begins.
Deadly because I’m scared to death of putting holes in the dry wall. And I realized I don’t have a stud finder.
So many pictures…..So little courage to put holes in the walls.
Wish I had some help on deciding where they go.
At least Lucy can romp on the front porch without me having to hold on to her leash all the time now.
Spencer built a lovely gate for the front porch that matches the railings so Lucy can have free run of the porch when I have her out there.
We had a heck of a thunderstorm pass through this evening. Poor Lucy hid in her crate until long after it passed. It took the sound of her food hitting her dish to draw her out.
Poor baby will never get used to fireworks and thunderstorms.
After the storm I managed to completely load my recycling bin with cardboard without touching all the crap in my entryway hall. Sigh. I’m never going to run out of things to stuff the bin with at this rate. I did run out of large garbage bags. I swear I’d packed a full box of them but haven’t come across them yet.
The mat for my rug got here today, if I’m lucky I’ll have help tomorrow to get it under the rug.
Lucy did battle with her first palmetto bug that tried to come in the back door as she was going out. She chased it clear off the back slab. Score is: Lucy 1 Palmetto bugs 0.
Personally, I think it creeped her out as much as they do me.
It’s amazing how wonderful and cathartic putting a new home together is. Progress is being made daily. Some days more than others.
I’m finding joy again. She’s been hiding away for a very long time.
Lucy makes me laugh every day as she gets used to new routines, sounds, and a change in temperature. She sure does love the AC on the hot days.
She had a blast today while Spencer and Elizabeth put up shower curtain rods, towel racks and toilet roll holders, put my headboard on my bed, and put up some blinds. Through it all Lucy managed to be in the center.
I had a good reason.
I bought a house in GA and left PA behind.
I am waiting for the PA house to sell, it’d be a big help to my finances–make for a much smaller mortgage payment for sure.
At the moment, I own 2 houses. Oh. Joy.
Lucy and I are still settling in to our new house. We sure do like it. No more stairs to climb or worry about. No more nightmares of himself falling down them.
Boxes are almost all emptied, things are almost all put away–at least as well as I can do without a dresser for me. I need to spend a day putting clothes on hangers and getting them hung in the closet–Yay, I have an actual closet–well, 4 closets and a pantry.
I even have a laundry room–no more basement dwelling for me.