It can’t be the middle of August!

Another week of my life has rolled by with nothing of note to signify its passing. This is a luxury.

There have been times in my life where time and geography were the only hope that existed; the moments and places were far too grim to linger or to rest. Time and geography proved worthy of the hope and trust placed upon them.

The work place is slowly balancing itself, this past week a few of the issues have worked themselves out. Issues always appear, old ones, new ones and everything in between. Most of the time they do not dominate the day, those are good days. I’ve had a week of good days.

Today I am not working at my part-time job, I have the day off. So far I’ve cut my own hair, trimmed the nails of all ten toes and all ten fingers, washed and dried two loads of laundry and paid all the bills.

I spent time researching my fantasy gift list.

Near the top of the list is a Dyson vacuum cleaner, an odd obsession I suppose. But honestly, when we fire up the old vacuum cleaner it sounds like a space shuttle launching and creates bad smells all over the house. And it does a very poor job at cleaning. I visit the manufacturer’s web site, I compare the machines, I compare the prices! Like a good Girl Guide, I am always prepared; for that ever so special purchase.

Also near the top of the list are a new toilet for the country house, and a new kitchen tap. The toilet was disgusting in ways I’d rather not describe here, and has needed to be replaced since we arrived here in 2004. The kitchen tap has dripped and was only partially functional since we arrived here in 2004. Since these articles are functioning, although minimally, we haven’t invested in replacements. Now we are seriously considering updating these daily used household fixtures.

I did try to purchase a good quality kitchen tap set that was on sale at Canadian Tire at a great price, $59.99. By the time I arrived at Canadian Tire the shelf was empty. An experience that was repeated when I tried to purchase a well priced footstool that was on sale. I just have to accept that Canadian Tire sale items don’t exist on my time budget.

Now, here is some fascinating news, toilets are on sale at Home Depot. This is heart stopping excitement around here. Our first opportunity to get to a Home Depot store will be tomorrow. Will they have sale priced toilets in stock, or won’t they? I’m sure your on the edge of your chair waiting to find out!

Attila and I visited our little house in the city last weekend. We had a nice visit with Terra and Lares. We picked quite a few tomatoes from the garden, I am still eating toasted tomato sandwiches! Our zucchini plants weakened during the heat wave when we didn’t visit for three weeks running. No amount of water after that could bring them back. Gardening from such a distance does have some disadvantages. However, we are still eating the zucchini we harvested before the plants gave up completely. We feel that we have done very well with the garden and have definitely got our money’s worth out of the small investment in bedding plants.

This evening we are attending a staff party on Lake Muskoka. It is outdoors, so we are hoping the predicted thunderstorms don’t arrive until quite late. Attila’s employers put on a real spread, the food is home cooked and delicious, there is a free bar, great scenery and everyone is kept entertained with games and competitions. Goodwill abounds.

Worldly Distractions

Weather

24 °C
Condition: Cloudy
Pressure: 101.4 kPa
Visibility: 16 km
Temperature: 24.0°C
Dewpoint: 14.8°C
Humidity: 56 %
Wind: S 9 km/h
Humidex: 28

Quote

“An adventure is only an inconvenience rightly considered. An inconvenience is an adventure wrongly considered.”
G. K. Chesterton
1874 – 1936

Note

G. K. Chesteron

“His prolific and diverse output included philosophy, ontology, poetry, playwrighting, journalism, public lecturing and debating, literary and art criticism, biography, Christian apologetics, and fiction, including fantasy and detective fiction. Chesterton has been called the “prince of paradox”.[2] Time magazine, in a review of a biography of Chesterton, observed of his writing style: “Whenever possible Chesterton made his points with popular sayings, proverbs, allegories—first carefully turning them inside out.”…

Born in Campden Hill in Kensington, London, Chesterton was educated at St Paul’s School. He attended the Slade School of Art in order to become an illustrator and also took literature classes at University College London but did not complete a degree at either. In 1896 Chesterton began working for the London publisher Redway, and T. Fisher Unwin, where he remained until 1902. During this period he also undertook his first journalistic work as a freelance art and literary critic. In 1901 he married Frances Blogg, to whom he remained married for the rest of his life…

According to Chesterton, as a young man he became fascinated with the occult and, along with his brother Cecil, experimented with Ouija boards.[8] However, as he grew older, he became an increasingly orthodox Christian, culminating in his conversion to Roman Catholicism in 1922…

Chesterton and Shaw were famous friends and enjoyed their arguments and discussions. Although rarely in agreement, they both maintained good-will toward and respect for each other….

Chesterton died on 14 June 1936, at his home in Beaconsfield, Buckinghamshire…”
Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G._K._Chesterton