I have had a decent couple of days. But the best part was sleeping in on Saturday. I didn't get up until nearly noon. I remember being a teenager and routinely sleeping in that late on Saturdays until my parents became worried about it and me, so I started getting up earlier. But now that I am a bit older, sleeping in on a Saturday is nearly a requirement.
We decided to get outta the house. We drove to Tantallon to have lunch at Delish, a British-based restaurant and ersatz grocery store. They serve relatively authentic British food, and we love it there. They also sell British canned goods. I am still thinking about buying a can of macaroni and cheese.
After we ate we wandered across the parking lot to the store "Essentially Yours", a place that sells something called "essential oils". And those salt lamps. And other oils that I don't know what they're for. Patricia loved it there and bought several things.
I went back into Delish to get some water for our afternoon drive. I ran into a guy from my work. We chatted for a while. From there we went to Otis and Clementines. Ever a klutz, I kept knocking over books. Patricia and store owner Ellen had a nice laugh at me, but when a book magically fell off the shelf in front of me, it revealed a dust jacketless first edition copy of Charlie Chaplin's autobiography! Only nine dollars! I have long coveted this book, and thought I would never see a copy of it anywhere for a price that was affordable. I don't know how many printings the book had. While a copy with a dust jacket would have been preferable, having a nice copy of it for this amount of money is absolutely acceptable. I snatched it up. I also got a book about a man who lived as a hermit for a few decades but would venture into communities and steal stuff to support his hermit lifestyle.
We killed a bit of time at the hardware store next door. At one point I belched. I thought it was a quiet belch, but Patricia heard it, and so did all the other woman in the store. I was embarrassed for... 15 seconds or so.
We finally left and drove along the road toward Peggy's Cove. We went through communities like French Village and Seabright. We stopped of at a "shower bakery", I think it was called. A most feminine store that sells soaps and things that would appeal to women. The soaps would look like cookies, donuts, slices of pie, cupcakes, whatever. Patricia bought some things that I don't recognize.
We returned home long enough for me to hop out and take our purchases out of the car. Patricia went to Costco to get some stuff. I washed the dishes.
I spent some time earlier this evening doing some work down here in the home office before watching some stuff on the Plex Media Server. I don't see anyway around this. When the work is done to remediate the water situation, I will have to pack up nearly everything down here, including the two home computers in this room. One of those computers if my print and media server. Plex runs on that server. I will probably not have access to my media for a few months! And furthermore, the PVR is on the terminal that is down here, so I am not sure if we will have a PVR for a few months. This is really cramping our lifestyle.
I have a bunch of work to do on Sunday, and it is already Sunday, according to a clock radio on my desk. I think I will turn in.
See you in the morning, my friends.