 If you remember from way back in January, I started this blog by giving Le Tour Grande of our kitchen—all 7′ by 6′ of it. While everything above the counter was in reasonably good condition (everything organized and more or less reachable), I didn’t get into the details of the below-the-waist goings-on. One particular corner of . . . → Read More: Our $70 Kitchen Renovation  Last summer, another Devil-Ette, The Spitfire, picked up a swell collection of pamphlets from the Alameda Flea Market. We shared a bus home from practice, and we spent one lovely ride home reading through selections from The Amy Vanderbilt Success Program For Women. Back in the 60s, it was apparently a book-of-the-month-like club in which women . . . → Read More: The Amy Vanderbilt Success Program for Heiresses So last week I blogged about a few systems we’ve implemented to keep me a little more Bert, but that still satisfy the Ernie in me–interim places for Stuff That Would Otherwise Lay Around, And Will Be Put Away Later. This week? Where that STWOLAAWBPAL actually goes. I don’t remember if I mentioned this last week, but . . . → Read More: Bert vs Ernie, Part Two: In Sight, In Mind  Living in small spaces can be difficult, but little pleasantries make up for it: the rent, the convenience, less cleaning, smaller electric bills, fewer chances of losing stuff. When it comes down to it, though, you’re still sharing a tiny place with another human being, one who was likely raised in a very different household than . . . → Read More: Bert vs. Ernie |
 
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