I'm cleaning out the linen closet (at midnight, natch). I have removed all the towels and sheets. I am Pledging the shelves when I notice a secret door in the back wall that I have never seen before. I feel a shivery thrill.
Maybe this house was a stop on the Underground Railroad!
Er... this house was built in 1962.
So that's where my socks went
Posted by: Jim and Nana | October 18, 2009 at 01:28 PM
So, inquiring minds want to know . . . what's in the secret room? And can you let me know if you find my mind there? I seem to have lost it recently!
Posted by: Maggie | October 19, 2009 at 08:15 PM
Plumbing for the kids' bathroom. So not special. Sigh.
Posted by: Jill | October 19, 2009 at 10:34 PM
"Imaginination is funny it makes a cloudy day sunny" as the song goes. It is a good thing to have a few fantasies and even a better thing if the plumbing works!
Posted by: Joyce | October 21, 2009 at 07:22 PM