Monday, September 1, 2014

it has been a quiet week . . .



. . . here in the hot, dry valley.  Mr. C went off to Ohio on Tuesday for a week's visit with his family, leaving me here to relish and relax in the silence.  And I have done just that, mostly.  Some good reading ~ At Home by Bill Bryson ~ some movie watching ~ The Accidental Husband, watched ONLY because Colin Firth is in it.  TERRIBLE movie. ~ daily walks in the early morning coolness, and some very refreshing swim time.  One of my besties came up for an overnight; I was hoarse by the time she left on Saturday morning.  I've eaten fish for every dinner except one and that was a yummy little vegetarian pizza.  So I've been a very happy solitary creature.

Mr. C will be home on Wednesday.  Then we have to get ready for the roofers.  Yes, we're putting a new roof on Rancho Deluxe.  The current roof is 34 years old and although we don't have any visible signs of trouble, we just decided it was time.  Should we possibly, maybe, conceivably have some rain this coming winter and we're not here to keep an eye on things and perhaps the roof sprang a leak, etc., etc.  So off come the wonderful shakes and on goes some sort of fake something or other but at least it's a light color and will suit the color and style of the house.  We are putting a solar tube in the small, windowless bathroom to flood it with natural light, and two skylights in the garage for the same reason.

Tomorrow I'll bake some bread to take advantage of good rising weather, buy some flowers and get ready to welcome the resident roadie home from his travels.


4 comments:

Liz said...

Everybody needs some time alone...

We are having a late-summer heat wave--90's & ungodly humid. Most of the summer has been gorgeous-- 80's and not too humid.

Spent the week cleaning out drawers, cabinets, shelves, etc. (by order of the "stager" who visited me last week), in prep for today's visit by the pro photographer. It seriously doesn't look like my house any more. Totally devoid of anything "personal," like photos. Ah, well, I will see them in Palm Spring, God willing...

You will get a kick out of what I threw out today-- 2 big bags of my lifetime collection of sewing patterns!

My life, and what I wore...

Liz said...

Addendum to the above:

Looked out the 3rd floor window at 9AM this morning, to see if my trash had been picked up yet, and would you believe that those bags of patterns (& some other bags of paper trash) had been removed from my containers? Well, someone wants to revisit the past...

I hate those open trash bins! It's creepy to think someone browsed through my trash. And, I put it out at ll PM!

The Fevered Brain said...
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The Fevered Brain said...

Yeah, but I remember what you made with those patterns and whoever scarfed them up is going to look DIVINE!