Day Fifty-Six, Sunday Night, Home Again, Home Again Jiggity Jig

After a weekend of complete rest and relaxation, I am exhausted. Just kidding, it's really the massive headache I have had for most of the day that has made me tired. There is something about unending pain that makes one feel a little weak in the knees. But I am home and all the familiar things that drive me crazy are driving me crazy, I am somehow content in that nonetheless. After a weekend in EF's spacious and charming cabin, my house feel cramped and cluttered, the walls feel closer than ever and I am looking around with a critical eye. Still it is my mess and my beloved children and husband are here to welcome me home and shower me with affection and stories of what they all did while I was away.

My main goal tomorrow is to make a list for the day and make a list of priorities besides. I do still intend on fixing up the cottage. Perhaps before I get set on replacing windows, I can try to take care of clearing out the interior and planning on how to deal with the space. Things like should I change out the cabinets? Can I have the damaged floorboards dealt with without replacing the whole floor? Can I find a small fridge to put back in, and if so what will I do with all the stuff that is in that slot right now? Can I find a structural engineer to advise on how to rectify the front tilt of the cottage? So that's my plan for tomorrow.

Today was lovely, a slow, leisurely start that led us to a rapid departure for home. It was interesting, we were up earlier than the day before and kept a slow pace making breakfast, reading emails, all the things we don't have a chance to take our time over, usually. Then we went for a walk and tidied up after ourselves. When we were ready to go, it took hardly any time at all to pack up and leave. I was impressed! We got home in good time and I found a sick boy at my house when I got in.

Primo has a cold or some other illness. He is miserable and spent the day on the couch blowing his nose and groaning. Por thing, It does feel miserable to have a cold. Not sick enough to just sleep through it but feeling rotten while you are awake. I hate that so much.

We had a lovely visit with my Dad and BC, who are getting married in December, I am so excited! They came by after an event they attended and we sat sipping cocktails that TR made for us and chatting. It was so nice catching up, sharing stories and memories. Prima brought out her guitar and played for us a bit, Dad took a video of her, charming us all. I am glad we got to see them, BC is so nice and I feel so comfortable around her, and Dad seems so happy where he is in his life.

Now I am snuggled into my marshmallow bed and ready to turn in for the night, goodnight!

Front yard moon