A bit overcast here first thing in the morning. Tubb is meowing his head off as usual. He has the most annoying sounding voice of any cat I've ever met. You can't ignore it; you can't even sleep through it.
2 hrs later...I am finished w/ the inside chores. I need to go mow the grass. That is about the last thing on my to do list for house stuff. Although I need to straighten up the sofa too. I need to look at my work to do list and see what I should tackle next.
The reason I'm here, cleaning and working and not down at Cape Lookout on B and T's sailboat whooping it up like my husband is this one particular spec. The spec that broke the camel's back 0r preventing it from going through the eye of a needle or some such thing. Happily it is in pretty good shape. But, I'm sure it will be torn to pieces in review. Working on this really makes me want to take a new job. It wears me down without any sort of rewarding feelings growing out of it. This is my least favorite sort of assignment.
The sailors have called a couple of times. I can't say it was very comforting. It is maddening to think of them having some good wind and not being there to ride along. On the other hand, it has been lovely to be in the house alone. I slept great every night. Long and deep, not lying awake not disturbed by noises. I took a nap each afternoon at my low time and actually felt refreshed and ready to work more afterwards. It was lovely not to have the abrasive feel of another person around. C is a great person, and he is probably as unbothersome as a person can be. I have a high tolerance, and in fact need for time alone and that doesn't include time when someone else is in the house. I don't do anything different - I'm doing the same dull stuff, picking up, vaccuming. Yet it feels so free without another person breathing in another room. I haven't even seen much of K this weekend. We walked the dogs, but that was it. No dinners, no movies no nothing. That's been nice too. Interacting with people feels like another to do on my long list of requirements.
This evening everyone is coming home and it will be the end of my peace and quiet. I wonder how long I could go before this lifestyle started bothering me?
2 hrs later...I am finished w/ the inside chores. I need to go mow the grass. That is about the last thing on my to do list for house stuff. Although I need to straighten up the sofa too. I need to look at my work to do list and see what I should tackle next.
The reason I'm here, cleaning and working and not down at Cape Lookout on B and T's sailboat whooping it up like my husband is this one particular spec. The spec that broke the camel's back 0r preventing it from going through the eye of a needle or some such thing. Happily it is in pretty good shape. But, I'm sure it will be torn to pieces in review. Working on this really makes me want to take a new job. It wears me down without any sort of rewarding feelings growing out of it. This is my least favorite sort of assignment.
The sailors have called a couple of times. I can't say it was very comforting. It is maddening to think of them having some good wind and not being there to ride along. On the other hand, it has been lovely to be in the house alone. I slept great every night. Long and deep, not lying awake not disturbed by noises. I took a nap each afternoon at my low time and actually felt refreshed and ready to work more afterwards. It was lovely not to have the abrasive feel of another person around. C is a great person, and he is probably as unbothersome as a person can be. I have a high tolerance, and in fact need for time alone and that doesn't include time when someone else is in the house. I don't do anything different - I'm doing the same dull stuff, picking up, vaccuming. Yet it feels so free without another person breathing in another room. I haven't even seen much of K this weekend. We walked the dogs, but that was it. No dinners, no movies no nothing. That's been nice too. Interacting with people feels like another to do on my long list of requirements.
This evening everyone is coming home and it will be the end of my peace and quiet. I wonder how long I could go before this lifestyle started bothering me?
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