Sunday stuff....

We've been getting last-minute things ready for M, our live-in helper who will be taking up residence next week in the apartment over the barn.  By next Saturday, he will be officially moved in.

My husband replaced some of the ceiling tiles in the rooms up there... a few of them had a few old water-stains, a couple were cracked.... so now they're all white and new again. I never was a fan of those drop-ceilings with the square tiles, but that's what was put into the rooms of that apartment by the previous owner, and that's what will stay. Now that all the tiles are white and clean, the ceiling looks pretty good.

In the kitchen up there, my husband put new fluorescent bulbs into the ceiling fixture, so that's working perfectly and the kitchen is nice and bright. For as long as we've been here, the burners on the stove in that apartment have never worked...... and now, magically, they're working just fine. We tested the stove on three separate days, and they're still working, so we won't have to replace that appliance after all,

There were days when I honestly thought the rooms over the barn were haunted.... and I'm not the only one who felt something was just 'weird' up there. My friend C felt it also, but couldn't put her finger on just what was wrong there.  Our young friend Miss C, who stayed up in the barn rooms every time she came to visit, never said anything was weird or different or scary about that apartment, and I never mentioned my suspicions about the guest rooms to her.  Miss C just loved that little apartment, but now when she comes to visit, she'll be staying in the guest cottage.

Since M started moving his belongings into the barn every weekend these past couple of weeks, and ever since friend C did her cleaning/dusting/mopping magic up there, the barn apartment seems to have taken on a new personality. I no longer feel ill at ease when I go up there, and it just seems fresher and new up there.

So maybe this is what the barn apartment needed..... new life up there. Goodbye to the ghosts, hello to M.