tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27254015.post6497755583766035156..comments2024-03-09T10:15:11.266+13:00Comments on Unravelling: Saturday Daydreaming: Old IngenuityMeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01350447919000146804noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27254015.post-1401447467972025202009-12-12T19:14:39.062+13:002009-12-12T19:14:39.062+13:00Desiree, I wish!
Trapunto, very interesting sto...Desiree, I wish! <br /><br />Trapunto, very interesting story. I don't have money, so I don't have to worry about it, but if I did, I'd get a gardener. A housekeeper would be too invasive, and I'm a control freak, so I think I might rather live with my mess than someone else's tidiness.Meghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01350447919000146804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27254015.post-24108011823436218662009-12-12T09:06:55.910+13:002009-12-12T09:06:55.910+13:00These are beautiful pictures.
My house fantasies ...These are beautiful pictures.<br /><br />My house fantasies always run up against servants, too! When I'm reading historical novels, I often wonder how wealthy introverts coped. Must have had to depersonalize them, and beyond that just grit their teeth. I worked as a servant (no other word for it) in college, and felt how much of an invader I was. The woman was a nervous extrovert perfectionist. She didn't seem to mind the constant interaction, which killed me, but I still felt really sorry for her. Her entire private life was taken over by the exigencies of negotiating for various trustworthy people to come into her home do things for money, while telling herself she was mentoring them. It harried her family.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27254015.post-28887445731858704682009-12-12T08:50:56.219+13:002009-12-12T08:50:56.219+13:00Oh, I just thougt it was your clean house!Oh, I just thougt it was your clean house!Desiréehttp://xn--hemvvt-eua.net/noreply@blogger.com