Orange crates beneath some wood
Ironing boards inside a wall,
Dancing on that empty floor
back then we thought we had it all~
Defrosting the fridge with a hammer
Glass door knobs and yellow tile
Wooden crates and mason bricks
Still somehow, make me smile
Long before Pottery Barn or Thomasville
Before credit cards statements each month…
There was a time when we lived on dreams
And somehow that was enough.
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Thanks for sharing this one with me! Yes, this one really resonated with me and brought a smile to my face! This is so great Diane!!!
Thank you ! I am so glad I found you! Love your writing!!!!
Thank you so much for sending me the link to this post!!! I don’t know about the cute part, but I am def in love with the most amazing beautiful woman I have ever met. My wife.
She is a lucky girl!
🙂 Ahhh, the simplicity of life. This really made me smile!!
wow, this is lovely. We actually finished our basement and put an ironing board in the wall for our guests.
That is such a great idea!!! Those old fashioned ideas are such a great new concept! What a great basement! Lucky guests!!!!
Oh this brings back so many memories…. I think I had exactly the same things except for the ironing board…LOL Now the orange crates, down here, would be really popular due to the shabby chic craze. I love your post! Great one! 😀
Thank you Keli! I bet we have a lot in common! I tend to migrate to people I GET and who GET me!
XOXO
Dreams don’t cost anything yet … and I love dreaming and I would like a iron board in my wall with good light over. I have never defrosted the freezer with a hammer ..ö but with a vaccum cleaner. Love this little poem .. especially dancing on a empty floor.
Ah Thanks Viv! A vacuum??? Really? lol
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Yes, blow hot air into the freezer and it defrost in half the time.
But we don’t have the same style of cleaners as you – stand up – we have the ones with long tubs. Its works miracles.
Ahhh! Well, the last time I needed to know that was in 1978 but good to know! lol.
I still don’t have a self defrosting unit … and mine is only 4 years old.
Oh my… only 4 yrs? you would think that they would include that feature! Reminds me of the Disneyland ride about our progress…I heard they were bringing that one back. I really liked it!
I guess … I do remember hammering the old fridge at work when I would clean it out. We have since gotten a hand me down there for the office… too bad I didn’t know the trick about the hairdryer or vacuum then~ seems like a much better plan!
I know .. they are a bit slow over here – if it had been this year, it’s had been self-defrosting – but my unit defrost very quickly – but I can only do it when it’s minus degrees outside so things on the balcony don’t defrost.
Never heard about to use a hammer – before we but a plastic containers with hot water in the unit and that worked fine too. ‘
Things has changed for the better in some respect.
Ride, I’m not made for ride … doesn’t matter what rides – they make me ill, even looking at them.
How has your writting gone … the novel ready now ???
Love the last line, “lived on dreams and somehow that was enough.” Dreaming is FREE. It costs nothing, and yet, it costs everything if we stop.
Yeah, wish I knew that in-between now and then… my credit card bills would be paid off!
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You are so right! I remember those simpler days. And I miss them.
Thanks for taking the time to read…
Somehow I wish I could go back and appreciate everything I didn’t back then.
Ya know?
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Yes, I know exactly what you mean, but I’m learning not to think about re-doing the past, but doing the now, and doing it right. And, lucky for me, I’ve learned the secret to doing just that!