Hello, my lovelies.
The last few days have been interesting to say the least.
Friday I worked all day. Tried to cool my heels Friday night, to no avail. Saturday, we drove to the cottage, not arriving until mid-afternoon.
We saw our cottage neighbour, James Taylor, the same man I interviewed here. James is finally retired from his U.S. civil service job and can spend more time in Nova Scotia, but circumstances have not enabled that to happen. This all means that we have to co-ordinate our schedules if we are to see him each year.
This year he regaled us will stories about David Copperfield, pickled punks and the quest therefor, actor and magician Harry Anderson, his love for New Orleans, and other stuff. Patricia and I managed to get a word in here and there; but each phrase out of our mouths was just a launching point for another JT story. By 10pm, nearly five hours at his cottage, we were exhausted and returned to our own cottage, a short distance away.
I had developed a headache throughout the day. I had been up since very early that morning. So I turned in while Patricia watched some stuff on tv. And... I pretty much didn't get up until late Sunday afternoon. I got what we call cottage sickness, characterized by an inability to get too much sleep. I did get up, eventually, and watched some tv with Patricia before returning to bed at midnight.
Monday was a holiday in these here parts. We returned to the city mid-afternoon, picking some blueberries along the way. Last night we sweltered in the house, Patricia reminding me over and over how we need to get AC in the house, or a heat pump, or both. Next year, I promise.
And we returned to work today. Tonight, we watched some stuff on tv.
It is nearly 11:30. I need to get up in about six hours.
I am sorry I haven't written much lately. The weather has been so draining of my resources that it is all I can do to get through my work day before coming home and collapsing in a heap of sweat.
I will try to write more frequently on a go forward basis.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
1 comment:
Three years ago I decided to get a heat pump not for the savings on winter heating bills (which are nice) but mostly for the A/C. It seemed pretty obvious even then that the number of uncomfortable summer days was increasing and I was not willing to put up with it any longer. Smartest thing I ever did. It is well on its way to paying for itself in reduced heating costs while making summer absolutely heavenly at times like this. Do not wait too long, just do it. You will not regret it. The improved quality of life is worth it.
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