The good news is…

The good news is that Attila got a promotion at work, that I worked five half days in a row and we might just squeak by with expenses of owning two properties.  Our wild country house has not yet sold. There is no bad news. Attila took on his new position last week, worked long hours and almost wore himself out getting things organized the way he wants them.  It is going very well.  I worked five half days in a row last week, all but one of them with wonderful people, and only one morning with a person who hates everyone, including me.  Attila and I were very, very tired on Saturday afternoon when we were finished our week’s work. This morning we felt much better and ventured forth for a short visit to Harriet and Hogan at their cottage.  They bought a neglected cottage on a wonderful site, and have been improving it for the last few summers.  They have worked wonders, but still have a bit of work to do to make it as comfortable as an urban home. Our drive home from their cottage was interesting; the rain came down in torrents, one couldn’t see the … Continue reading

Here and There

We now reside in two places.  Our wild country home, which is a cottage, is our place of residence.  Our little house, which is an urban bungalow, is our get-away spot, what most people would refer to functionally as a “cottage”.  Backwards, somehow we got it backwards! We spent two days last weekend at our little house, cleaning, cleaning, cleaning… still!  For instance, Attila replaced the torn and tattered screen in the screen door at the back of the house.  The screen door is the original, over forty years old, and but for the tattered screen is in good condition.  With a new screen it is functional and a real “period” piece, what some people might call a “feature”, while others would not.  We like the screen door so we think it is a feature. While Attila was replacing the screen in the door, I tackled the kitchen broom closet.  It had been used for garbage, some of which remained in liquid form, hardened over time into greasy black slime.  I wore gloves for this job, and used disposable paper towels.  After cleaning the cupboard thoroughly, I let it air out.  Now it is a great broom closet, that will … Continue reading

All Ours Now

We took possession of the little house this past weekend. My thoughts on it: love it; disgustingly dirty; hate the colours; smelly; tiny; quiet; lovely neighbourhood; perfect (or will be). The place needs a LOT of work. It took hours and hours of my time just getting the water turned on and the lavatory facility working and clean enough to be used; any detail here would be way to much. The house had been vacant for over a year. Everything is in poor repair and very, very dirty. Terra and Lares were the kind of children every parent dreams of having near on moving day. They helped us tirelessly from the time I arrived, until Attila and I were ready to head home to our wild country house. We all worked non-stop for two days. Terra and Lares tackled every job that came up, balking at nothing, no matter how disgusting. Terra worked a night shift while we were there, and still she kept on going, helping us get established. I drove to the new little house by myself on Friday, a long trip. Not having driven such a long trip, in such a long time, I was nervous of … Continue reading

Last Minute

Lots going on over the last few days, all of it still up in the air! A few glitches with the little house, all resolved in a frenzy of telephone calls and persistent pressure on the people who needed to fulfill their obligations by predetermined deadlines. All sorted, at least as far as I know; by this evening I’ll know if I managed to cover all the bases. A few nibbles on the job front, but they all seem to have led nowhere. Still, applications are sent out daily. The young people in our family are doing well finding work. Terra is enjoying her new job and has been offered a decent number of hours. My nieces are working at part-time and summer jobs and are offered a lot of hours (compared to the hours I have been offered), sometimes too many as far as they are concerned. The freshly painted living space in the house is wonderful. It is so much brighter, more cheerful. The days have been sunny and mild for the last little while, so that the open windows admit fragrant breezes and bird song during the quiet morning hours. The neighbourhood is busy these days. The … Continue reading

Contact

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