fufaraw

Part of my deal with aspbergers, or the shallow end of autism, is a random, unpredictable but gimlet-eyed hyperfocus on details. I usually try to rein it in, but about some things I don't even try. Thank goodness OH is very aware of this trait, and indulges me for the most part.

In excavating the books and dvds, we found our collection of antique jail keys and the skeleton keys from the old house, plus a clock key and a couple of other keys of forgotten origin. Also found is the escutcheon and key windchime, bought and never hung. The fancy escutcheon, and the fancy key that serves as windcatcher, are fake old brass. The chimes are bright shiny silver, trimmed with crystal and pearl beads. The old keys will be mounted on a board, horizontally, two cuphooks per key (so they can be removed for closer inspection), and the board hung on the side of the tall bookcase in the living room. The windchime will hang from the ceiling, directly above the keys display.

The keys, for the most part, are real old brass, and iron. I wanted them mounted against a background with a light texture, rather than a flat color. I decided to use the giftwrap I used to paper the back of the curio cabinet, across the doorway, directly opposite from where the board will hang. The paper has bright shiny silver dots, on a pearly finished background. I liked the idea of continuing the textured background from one place to the other in the room, and then realized, the bright shiny chimes and the pearl beads match the paper!

OH just grinned and shook his head while I hopped about, cheeping, "Look, look! I didn't even plan it and they match! Nobody but me will ever notice, but look! They match, they match, they match! Eeee!"

He loves me in spite of myself.

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roxy

Omgosh, I *totally* get your excitement! :D

fufaraw

I love it when stuff like that happens!

Have you picked up your computer and shaken it briskly? I hate you can't get into LJ.

My two accounts are on (were on, before the move to Russia) two different servers, and sometimes I could get into one account and not the other. Have you tried your other account?

(Kicks LJ. Again, just because)

I tried Askell, and tried logging out, but it's specific to wherever I am for them, I guess. It's so frustrating!! Especially when there are posts I want to comment on and can't. So, I've been slightly lurking around tumblr, not that I understand the tumblr-verse, but some people have interesting things to say. I just don't know where or when they were saying these things...okay, it makes sense in my head. ;D

cupcake_goth

Oh, I completely understand that squee and excitement!

(And ooooh, keys.)

They should be up next time you visit!

herminekurotowa

Heh, I make the same kind of squeeing when making bags and the Winchester plaid matches at the seams. No one will ever notice because it's the lining, but I know!

:DDD