The Ditch

The Ditch

Attila came, and Attila went. He spends less than 24 hours here at the little house in the city, on these whirlwind visits. We celebrated his birthday together, while he was here, because it came and went while we were apart. He sure was a sight for sore eyes!

We spent most of our waking hours chatting. I think we both feel discouraged that there have been no offers on the country house. Our plans seem ditched. We discussed Plan XXXX, because we don’t want to spend the entire winter apart again, not if we can help it. We are looking into adding propane heat at the country house, so that the house can be left for longer periods of time during the winter. The electric heat is so expensive that one or two days is all we can afford to use it, and only just. We are starting to plan now, because we really do want to alter the way we are living apart.

Unfortunately Canada Day, a statutory holiday in Canada, falls on a Wednesday, so it will not provide Attila with two consecutive days off work. Sad, but that is the way our cookie crumbles. The company he works for is maintaining their new policy of only Sunday’s off from April to September, and the rest of the year only a few weekends off work.

During Attila’s visit he mowed the ditch, even though it was raining heavily. I can not mow the ditch, it is too steep for me.

The other little project we took on was to move the two clothes cupboards out of the back bedroom and into the living room. We could now do this because Terra and Lares came last week and picked up the antique dresser we were saving for them.

Soon, when I am more recovered from my tumble, I will move all the “stuff” stored in the back bedroom, and begin to gut the room. The drywall needs to be removed, as does the insulation. Attila will replace the window during his vacation time, we have already purchased the “new” used window. With the room gutted I can work on checking the wiring, insulating, applying a vapour barrier, drywalling, and then painting the back bedroom. Hopefully by next Christmas that room will be renovated and ready to have some of the furniture we plan on keeping moved into it. It is a plan. That would leave only two rooms left to renovate at the little house in the city, the front bedroom and the living room. These are more expensive projects because we will have to purchase new windows at custom prices, as they are a very odd size.

Mewe was tough today, for both of us. Last time Attila left it wasn’t too bad, this time it was rough, go figure.

With my tailbone fracture, it will be a little while before I will be up to sitting behind a steering wheel for five hours, to make the trek home to the country house.

There are eleven families left on the list to research, while I have access to USA records. Of course these are the families from only one family line, there may be more in other family lines, that remains to be seen. After these eleven family histories have been recorded and referenced, future research requiring access to USA records will be carefully listed, and another month’s service will be purchased. Sheesh, I thought I was almost ready to publish!

Worldly Distractions


Date: 4:00 PM EDT Sunday 28 June 2015
Condition: Light Drizzle
Pressure: 100.6 kPa
Tendency: falling
Visibility: 4 km
Temperature: 15.5°C
Dewpoint: 14.9°C
Humidity: 96%
Wind: NE 18 gust 29 km/h


“Forever is composed of nows.”
Emily Dickinson
1830 – 1886


  1. Thanks Joan, there is always hope. This particular family is huge! They had fourteen children in Chicago, and I have been tracking down those children and their children, and so forth. It gets mind boggling with the variants in the names, new spouses which alter the surname, and people who move all over the place. The really great aspect to this long episode of research is that I found the grave of my GGGG Grandfather, which no one else had located to this point. He was staying with his grandson when he passed away, and was buried in the town cemetery there. If I hadn’t found the grandson, with a completely different surname, I would not have found the burial for my GGGG Grandfather. So I have my moments of YES! Thanks for the hug, I needed that, 🙂

  2. (((hug-hug-hug-hug!))) I need a few of those myself! Taking care of a man with a head problem is so difficult and when he is not sympathetic to you (the nurse/me) it is even worse. I have to keep telling myself he’s not himself… it’s the injury… it’s the meds… it’s not his fault… but it’s still hard.

    I wish your house would sell too so you can move to your next chapter of life… here’s some more (((hugs))) for ya!

  3. Oh Bex what a challenge! Triple hugs for you (((hug-hug-hug-hug!)))

    It sounds so hard, what you are going through right now! I think you said he will be taking those meds for a week, so hang in there, count the days. How are the dogs managing, are they a help or a hindrance, a source of solace or more demanding because of the chaos?


  4. Please remind us: what is the square footage of the little house in the city?

    It hadn’t occurred to me till you mentioned putting in propane that the masonry (am I spelling that right?) heater may be the dealbreaker for many potential buyers. How many would be willing to deal with it? I wonder.

  5. NORA

    Hi Maggie,
    A whirlwind visit well, I’ll say! It must have felt like a dream except for the MeWe part. I’m wondering how Attila does it. He seems like a man od steel. I hope you get a bite on the country house soon. I’m starting to miss Attila!

    You mentioned that you and Attila mostly chatted but it seemed to me you got a lot done too. You also have quite a few projects lined up. How are you feeling?

    You’re moving right along with research! From 27 to 11 …wow.

    I don’t want to miss out on this Hug Parade so here are a few for you too H-U-G-S!

  6. Kate, the little house in the city around 20’x30′, one floor finished, so it is between 600 and 640 square feet of living space. No closets. The bathroom is 5×6. It doesn’t qualify as a tiny house, but it is small. I have to admit I love it, that I enjoy paring down belongings to fit comfortably in it. I like to stand in the bedroom and see clear to the other end of the house, which isn’t far away. It is compact. When we move here we will purchase wall storage for every room. The only truly bulky items we have are books. We have five, eight foot tall bookcases, with books stored two rows deep on each shelf. I will part with a few of these, but not many.

    You did spell masonry correctly Kate.

    So far we don’t think it is anything about the house itself that has dampened a potential sale. None of the houses in our price bracket, in the area, have sold thus far. One other property that started with the same asking price has been lowering and lowering their price, but have no offers anyway. Property that isn’t high end is not selling in our area right now.

    The masonry heater may be a deal breaker for some, but a real asset to others, particularly in our price range. Most of the local people, the people that live in their homes year round, heat with wood. So far it has been local people viewing the house. The cottagers are late coming up this year, a slow start to spring. Once school is out the seasonal people might start to take an interest.

    This heater is a real asset when you are heating with wood. There might be some who wouldn’t want to deal with it, but there would be others who would be thrilled to have it. And we do have full electric heat installed which is capable of heating the entire house, but we can’t afford it. (we are supporting two houses right now!) The propane heater would allow us to heat the ground floor at a reasonable price for the winter, enabling Attila to leave the building for days and days at a time.

    But you are right to wonder! We don’t know who is looking at the house, or why. We have our fingers crossed that the people it fits perectly find it!

  7. Nora, I don’t know how Attila does it. He has always been a busy guy, always moving, even when he sleeps.

    “I’m starting to miss Attila!” You are hilarious! I laughed and laughed when I read that line Nora, so funny. 🙂

    Hmm.. how am I feeling. Different, but not necessarily better. My whole backside was numb until late last week, so that the only pain I actually felt was from the bruising. The numbness is beginning to fade, and the tailbone is beginning to hurt. The pain is manageable though, I will just have to be cautious for six or so months. By then I am hoping I can lie on my back again! I have still been cutting the grass and putzing around with little projects around the house, sitting, leaning back against anything, and wearing non-stretchy clothing are where I run into issues, so I am avoiding all those things.

    Thanks for the hugs Nora, some for you too, ((H-U-G-S)).

  8. Am thinking of you. So much going on in your life! Sending mighty hopes that a buyer for the country home comes along. Your injury sounds HORRIBLE. First thing that came to my mind was, “Not fair. Leave my Maggie alone!”


  9. Reenie, you are such a sweet person, thank you for your kind words. A tailbone injury is certainly a pain in the behind, literally, 🙂

    I am managing without painkillers, at least for the most part, so things aren’t too bad.

    (((HUGS))) to you!

  10. TopsyTurvy (Teri)

    I’m glad Attila had a chance to come visit you. I wish he could stay longer. Will he have 2 days off for the August holiday? I hope so.

    Please house, please sell so Maggie and Attila don’t have to move onto Plan XXXX!

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