Right Under My Nose

I can see the workmen – construction workers – out the two big windows of the new loft space. They're almost right under my nose, building away, constructing a four-story (at least I hope it's only four and not five or six) structure that I presume is a condominium complex. The once amazing view of sky, hills, buildings and street activity remains only in the bits that can still be seen through the as-yet unfinished walls, and a portion of sky above that hasn't yet been obliterated. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that when all is done, I will still be able to see some sky, a few clouds.

If it weren't for the loss of the view, I'd be quite happy to continue watching the construction. It's entertaining in its own right. Fascinating, actually. Big cranes float by my windows at odd moments. They guys are cute. The whole process of building a building – seeing it up close like this – is an experience. I'll be sad when the activity is over and I can see only a brick walls filled with windows. But maybe it'll be like that old movie, Rear Window, with James Stewart, where you can see what everybody's doing, get glimpses of each evolving story behind each window.

And you know what? Even with the prospect of the lost view, I am floating on cloud nine because I'm so excited to be the owner of this beautiful live/work loft. I'm sitting here in my old orange swivel chair, looking at the circle of chairs where we had the Round Robin class last night. Oh look! There's the leopard print pillow I found a few days ago at the Salvation Army. I scored big that day, found four great pillows, each one a cool print with great colors, plus I got two chairs for $8.75 apiece. Counting myself, there were fourteen people here last night, and the space contained that many people perfectly. More could be fit in if need be; I have additional chairs tucked here and there into corners and up in the loft.

I love my little "school/getaway." I slept here last night. That was fun. But I wouldn't want to do that too often, because I'd miss Jack and Olivia and Reecy too much.

Comments

[msmush]

So good to have you back on the blog again and how fun to sleep in your very own loft (for one special night only, of course). V. funny about the chair back and the short circuit, sounds almost retaily. Glad you can breathe a bit more now!

[harlan lewps]

Spending the first night is the best. I'm really happy for you and the Salon too.