painting is fun. so is cleaning. now, i know i complain all the time about having to do chores, but once i get into it, i really do love it.
summer was so much fun this year. when we went to idaho and spent a week just fixing up our house. i loved painting, i loved shoveling bark and pulling weeds and cleaning the bathrooms and scraping really nasty stuff off every surface. there's just this amazing sense of accomplishment when you can stand back, look at what you've been working on, and honestly say you've made a difference. i like that feeling. i also like actually cleaning; when i get so into scrubbing or pulling weeds that i don't care anymore how uncomfortable i am, or how long it's taking. unfortuntely, this mood only comes when i'm listening to music at the same time, and someone's always home to yell at me to turn it down...
whatever. i miss idaho. i was just thinking about the day when i repainted the whole basement, tugging around the searchlight (burning my hand every time i touched it), touching up every spot i could find with what i later realized was the wrong kind of paint, and then had to do it all over again. it wasn't too bad, you know. i had fun. and then later i just wandered around in my paint-covered pajamas, walking around the old neighborhood, going to the park, taking the old trails. visiting the irrigation ditch i used to go swimming in with jessika. i have so many good memories from idaho, even though we were only there a year and a half. it was such a beautiful place. i remember one night, while we were working on the house, i got really restless and went for a walk at 1 am. just going down the middle of the streets, memorizing the houses that i know i'll never see again. it was so gorgeous. the sky was filled with millions of stars - they were everywhere. the sky is so much clearer out there than it will ever be in seattle. even tho it was 1 am, it was still warm out. there was this gentle breeze and everything was quiet, except for the crickets and other night life. it.. it was just so peaceful.
i don't miss my friends much anymore. yeah, jenny and jessika are still two of the best friends i could ever have. but i'd much rather just remember the good ol' days. things were so much simpler then, at least they seem like it now. maybe they were complicated then, but right now i'd give anything for another lazy summer night out in the country.