There is an odd sweetness to the quiet days alone here at the little house in the city. Attila and I miss each other’s presence, making every interaction over the computer something we look forward to, and every chance we have to be in the same place, at the same time, a special event. I… Continue reading Home(s)
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The Christmas Feast
I wonder if my spelling has always been this atrocious! I am spelling at least one word in every paragraph incorrectly. I can not tell if this is due to old age, if this has always been the case, or if there is a decline due to the use of a keyboard rather than a… Continue reading The Christmas Feast
The Quiet Week
Saturday evening our neighbour dropped by with a hand delivered Christmas Card, and an invitation to visit. We were delighted, and were ringing their doorbell thirty minutes later. The visit was so much fun! We talked and talked and talked. At last Attila asked the time, it was after 1:30 a.m.! I am usually asleep… Continue reading The Quiet Week
Electrical Work
It is Thursday already! Attila is beginning to set aside items for his trip back to the country house. Attila began working on the wiring in the kitchen early yesterday morning, and most of the counter space has been covered with tools and electrical hardware since then. Since he worked on the project again today,… Continue reading Electrical Work
Catching Up
We had a very good time at the party last weekend. I am talking about the overnight Christmas Party at the resort, the one that got my knickers into a twist. It is my experience, that if I am stressed about having to do something, it is best to do all my emoting well before… Continue reading Catching Up