On Sunday Attila brought in more boxes of kitchen “stuff” from Tank, and he says there is still more lurking in the rented storage locker. We decided that doing laundry is a priority. Attila, since he works outdoors, is very physically active, and works with dirty materials, needs to wash clothing at least three times… Continue reading Coming Home
The Kitchen Table
Attila and I have been unable to curtail our contact, and the pay as you go cell phone minutes are fast disappearing! If he does not find work near here in the next week, we will have to find some other way to communicate while he is staying in Camp Tank. An interview is coming… Continue reading The Kitchen Table
The Garden
Attila sounded good this morning, he went to sleep around 8:30 last night, and was awakened by my call on the cell phone at 6:00 a.m., as he requested. He slept well he said, and sounded good. He has two more nights to catch up with his sleep before he faces another drive home. Our… Continue reading The Garden
Attila Visits Overnight
What used to work, doesn’t, not anymore. The way we organized our two homes was based on living in two places, the future unknown. Here we are, in the unknown future, merging two completely separate households. For instance, we used to keep the cutlery here in clean used tomato tins on the table, always available,… Continue reading Attila Visits Overnight
New Day
I awoke thinking about Attila, and how his night in Tank went. He called shortly after I arose, and was as cheerful as ever. He said that he was warm enough, tried various configurations in positioning, finally settling on curling up on the back seat, and feels that it was a good night’s sleep, but… Continue reading New Day