I have to admit I really like this basement suite. We have more space here than we had in our city apartment. There are a lot of little things that are making me happy here, like good water pressure in the shower, a nice view out the windows, and the ability to do laundry whenever I want for free. And even though we’re in a rural area, we’re right across the road from a country store, so it doesn’t feel as isolated as I thought it would. We’re also very close to the highway, so I can hear a lot of traffic noise. I know most people would think of that as a negative, but I have always found traffic noise soothing, so I love it.
Yesterday my parents took my husband into town for supplies, and my dad and husband decided they were going to buy paint right away for the living room, because that way they could paint it before bringing in all the living room furniture from the moving trailer. I stayed home because there was so much to do and because I still didn’t quite want to face town yet, due to all my bad memories there.
I texted back and forth extensively with my husband about paint colours. They wanted me to pick the colour, but I wasn’t mentally prepared for that just then, so in a bit of a panic I quickly started looking online at pictures of rooms with furniture similar to ours and trying to get a sense of what would work. I don’t have a great imagination, so I have to see something to know if I would like it or not. I texted my husband a picture of what I wanted, thinking the paint guy would be able to match it. Actually some friends I was chatting with online had advised me to do that, but apparently that was an unrealistic request and the paint guy wouldn’t do it. My dad and husband then abandoned the plan to buy paint immediately and came home with a number of paint chips for my perusal. They suggested I pick a colour and go back into town with them in the afternoon to purchase it.
I decided to suck it up and go. Town was okay. As well as buying paint we went for a walk through the town’s little mall. They have really done a lot with it since I was last here and it was very charming and aesthetically pleasing. I did see someone I used to know, but she showed no sign of recognizing me. That was comforting. Not that I ever had a problem with her personally, but it’s comforting to think maybe people from my past either won’t recognize me, or won’t care that I’m back.
We also went into the public library and I renewed my long-expired library card, as being able to borrow books is a huge priority for me wherever I live. I checked out a couple of books I’ve been wanting to read, and that made me happy.
So far being here is really not so bad. I felt really awful during the planning stage, but now that I’m here, I’m okay.
The paint colour I ended up choosing was a granite grey. My husband is painting as we speak.