We are nearing the end of six weeks in our home away from home base. We have been so blessed to be with our daughter and her family during this time. They bought a new to them house nearly two years ago, when the oldest grandson was nearly one and the other grandson was only a dream. When we return in August, the oldest will turn three and the baby will turn one!
Bill is a handyman, jack of all trades, master of none (jk). When we come to visit, he likes to work, so he has been tackling all the repairs and refreshing the home. It’s the best of all worlds since both our daughter and her husband work full time. And we are just carrying on the legacy our parents left for us. They also helped us when we bought our first home.
The major project this time was to paint the master bedroom. Sounds simple? Bill thought two weeks and he’d be done. Turns out the walls were so dry from not being painted since being built in 1999. There were a lot of little wall repairs on top of it. And did I mention, the room is HUGE? It’s taken him four weeks, but then, he does only “work” about four hours a day.
We have also started to combine our time here as time for our own “tune ups.” Annual exams and minor “repairs.” This six weeks has been chock full of more than enough tune ups. But we are checking out to be healthy and hope to continue our lifestyle for another ten years at least!
So now while this post is titled, “Nothing to complain about.” There really isn’t, except the weather has not been very conducive to fully enjoying the great outdoors. While we were here, we had hoped to take our toddler grandson on some great adventures. He loves the outdoors and we want to encourage it. And it’s time to get his little brother out in the fresh air as well. We had hoped to write lots of posts about all of the great history and things to do in this quaint area.
We feel water logged. I’m sorry I didn’t keep a diary of the weather, but Bill says we’ve had nearly two weeks of solid rain. We lived here from 1995-2004. I never thought the weather was that bad, but Bill, who worked outside most of the time, said the weather was terrible. This trip here has further convinced him we will never return here to live full time. That saddens me. We know one day we will go off the road, but when we do, we want to be near our grandsons. This is a huge dilemma so it looks like we will stay on the road until the climate finally changes! Not that I want to say I believe in climate change….
Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad; let the sea resound, and all that is in it. Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them; let all the trees of the forest sing for joy. Psalm 96:11-12
How does the weather affect your lifestyle?