this house is not my home

That title makes it sound more dramatic than it really is. When selling a house, you remove your personality, so that other people can more easily envision theirs in your space. So, all my CDs, most of my knitting, my Bob Masse Women in Rock signed and framed poster, all of my bookcases, and many, many other things are now packed or stowed in a closet. The house has never been this clean. It definitely doesn't feel like mine any more, but in a good way.

Fourteen people came to the open house, which sounds reasonable. There were two showings yesterday, and one tonight. We took the dogs to Arlington during the open house, picked up a pizza and sat outside of Starbucks at a table under an awning, which meant the chairs were dry despite the rainy morning. During the showings, we drove out to Sudbury and ended up hanging out at the Wayside Inn's grist mill, which we didn't know existed. We read about the mill, walked around pretty grounds, and let the dogs romp through tall grass. The weather had cleared and was cool enough for jackets, and the site was very pretty, so it was time well spent, though the car smells like wet dog. Tonight, we'll probably just go to the park.

the johari window

...is going around again! I love it when my favorite memes come back.

The Johari Window was invented by Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingham in the 1950s as a model for mapping personality awareness. By describing yourself from a fixed list of adjectives, then asking your friends and colleagues to describe you from the same list, a grid of overlap and difference can be built up.

http://kevan.org/johari?name=kismet09