Daily Prompt: Gimme

Was there a special gift or toy you wanted as a child but never received? What was it? Daily Prompt

I’m sure a toy or two escaped my eager hands as a child…that was a long time ago, though, and I’ve moved on. There are toys I’d like to have now that are more pressing, and I don’t intend to let those slip through my fingers.

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Something Died in the Walls…

In my case, it was a mouse. I discovered the dead mouse lying there, within the wall structure, waiting to be taken to the rodent cemetary for a decent burial. He had been there long enough so I deduced that haste was no longer important to him. It was for me, because I didn’t want him lying around any longer, so I simply turned on the Wet/Dry Vac and whisked him away.

Something Died in the Walls

Where the Homeless Live: Prospect Heights

Where the Homeless Live (Atlantic Avenue between Franklin and Classon)

Overview
Enjoy the sights and sounds of Brooklyn with this exclusive listing! This property presents the wide expanse of bustling Atlantic Avenue in up-and-coming Prospect Heights. Fully furnished in a neo-hobo style, complete with reclaimed utilitarian elements sourced from local dumpster-diving. Ample seating and open-air intricacies for modern entertaining.

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Choosing a Color Palette for the Hallway

A Pleasing Color Palette for the Vestibule

I finally settled on a color palette for the hallway—I can celebrate! This means, in short, that the hallway will be liberated from the garish mustard and ketchup color scheme that existed there for too many years. I opted for bright, airy colors that will open up the space and emphasize the height of the ceilings. This will give the illusion of a larger and fresher vestibule and hallway, in stark contrast to the harsh and heavy colors that exist now.

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Foreclosed and Forgotten

What began as the American Dream for millions of families across America has segued tumultuously into the American Nightmare because they’ve lost their homes to the scourge of foreclosure. The constant anguish…the inexorable progression of the legal teams…the devastating separation of family and home…these events have turned many former homeowners into disenfranchised individuals who are without a roof over their heads to call home.

There’s a family somewhere who understands exactly what I’m expressing because it happened to them. I don’t know who the individuals are yet I stood in the very place they used to call home yesterday when I went to look at the foreclosed property. My feet stood in the living room they used to gather in. The kitchen they cooked in.

House Lost to Foreclosure

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How We Moved the Vestibule Lighting

How We Moved the Vestibule Lighting

Moving the sconce from its dubious position in the vestibule was simpler than I imagined it would be: the electrician completed the removal, rewiring, and installation in half an hour or less. There was a few pieces of drywall scraps and powder, so I used the Wet/Dry Vac to tidy up and began mudding and taping when he left.

Here’s a photo story with rudimentary commentary.

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