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This morning I found myself distressed by a lack of response from persons whom I’ve recently asked for assistance.  It is not the possibility of being let down that distresses me, not in the least.  I have a lot of respect for the word no; with the word no you know where you stand.  What I find difficult to bear is the silence, the looming reality that the relevance of one’s being will be eschewed, the real possibility that the request will not be acknowledged at all. After cycling through a lot of old negative feelings, I finally emerged on the other side, worn and weary but ready to proceed with my day.  And a beautiful day it is. Attila has removed all the window treatments in order to paint the frames.  The view is panoramic and beautiful, constantly moving in the breeze. The room is now painted and now that the new colour covers all the walls I can see that it was an excellent choice.  As soon as Attila re-installs the window treatments, I will move our belongings around until they are arranged to our liking. We are now preparing to focus on the little house, the new … Continue reading

Blowin in the Wind

Change, once initiated, has a way of taking on its own momentum. There is still too much “waiting” and “patience” involved for my liking, in this process of change we have embarked upon. Still, each and every day some new twist of circumstance flies across our horizon. This is not a dull phase of our lives. Attila is tackling the last wall of the paint job. This last wall has lots of challenges, heavy furniture to be moved, my desk and work area to be dismantled and moved, drapery tracks to remove, peeling paint to scrape and lots and lots of windows to tape in preparation for painting. I am not very useful with any of this activity. My small contribution is moving small items to safety, dismantling my work area and moving my computer equipment; which is now setup temporarily on a kitchen cart.  In the photo you can see the two paint colours on the wall in the background, the dark green on the left and the cream on the right. The weather is mercifully cooler and a lot less humid. This is a real bonus, as we can keep the house wide open to ventilate as Attila … Continue reading

The Fool

I’ve lived many lives in my time here on earth.  It has not made me wise.  My passions still run strong and wild.  I still live in a universe where anything is possible; despite my bouts of deep cynicism, passion for life and learning well up from deep within me, instantaneously and unbidden.  I fear I am a fool. I’m not very afraid of being a fool though, not afraid enough to quell my passions or my imagination. It is difficult to marry the fool and the counsel in me.  It is a life’s work to do so. Attila and I continue to prepare for the unknown. Attila paints, I type on the keyboard.  Nothing is visibly changing in our world at the moment, although the next few weeks will be eventful on a small scale.  We have purchased a little home near a city in Ontario.  It is in very, very poor condition.  It is in a very pleasant neighbourhood.  It will be a real “project”. If Attila and/or I find work in that city, we will relocate and move to our little house.  If we don’t find work we shall remain in the wild, as here Attila has … Continue reading

Spit and Polish

Attila and I are still hard at work preparing our home for new owners. Today Attila installed new light fixtures in a dimly lit stairwell, it makes a spectacular difference. He continues to tidy up the gardens, and continues to maintain the yard. I baked bread today. It has been hot, it was hot today, but we needed bread. We can find bread that I can eat, but we have to drive for over half an hour to find a store that stocks it. Nothing for it but to put the Nesco out in the porch and bake the bread outdoors. In this heat I will not use the indoor oven for any reason at all! I’ve been cleaning cobwebs in and around the screened in porch, they accumulate quickly. I also have setup a daily routine for myself, where I make the bed, wash and dry the dishes, shower, do laundry, sweep and do a quick clean in the bathrooms in the early morning. I feel I need to get these tasks done before eight in the morning, as I might be called out to work, and someone might want to look at the house before I could get … Continue reading

Moment by Moment

My journal is called Page by Page.  Right now I’m taking life Moment by Moment.  The decision to move has precipitated a vast amount of activity.  We have “decluttered” and cleaned and preened; and we are still at it. Funny old world.  As we prepare this house for new owners, I am feeling more and more attachment and affection for it.  These sentiments are not new, but they have come to the forefront now that our decision to leave has been made.  I do love this house, as I loved the little house in the City that we lived in before moving here. Tonight Attila is using his bandsaw to cut an old TV tower into sections small enough to transport to the recycling plant by car.  We inherited the TV tower, which we removed from the side of the house and stored behind the house until now. I am working at the little shop tomorrow, the third day this year.  It isn’t the happiest place this year, I suspect business is not as good as had been hoped. The heat wave broke overnight and this evening is mild, breezy and just about perfect.  The mosquitoes were decimated by the … Continue reading