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February 03, 2012

Social Networking Furlough

The elusive landline. No caller ID. No voicemail. Perfect. 

I need to focus on painting and getting something I can call a studio halfway organized. I'm tired of bumping into furniture and ducking under a chandelier. It's time to deal with it. 

3 comments :

Nomi Lubin said...

That phone is a comforting sight. Childhood.

Mary Addison Hackett said...

Yes. Simple and sturdy. I pulled out the typewriter, too. I sense a trend over here. I'm sick of cords and wires.

Carla said...

I'm also getting to the point where I can't just keeping bumping into, and straddling over things.