I’m back.
I had a good time but am pleased for my own bed as I thought I would have to have both my legs amputated from the buttocks down as I was in so much discomfort from the mattress.
I think it was an IKEA mattress.
‘Nuff said.
Not that I’ve got anything against the Swedish you understand, I’ve purchased my fair share of their products in the past and have appreciated every one of them.
But the beds…
They have a mind of their own.
I’ve still some residual pain, but I think I’m on the mend.
The house is lovely though. We’ve stayed there a few times now and this time it was even better as it wasn’t the summer and so it was cooler and there was hardly anyone else about.
So I read and I drew mandala’s – for no apparent reason except that I had to doodle.
I don’t like the birdhouse one, but hey.
There’s a group on FB if you like to draw mandala’s.
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This morning I said to P,
‘So P, what do you think I’m going to do today?’
And for some reason that I swear I’ll never be able to grasp, he answered every other activity except for the studio.
Man! Does he not know me?
He must have thought that the cool air had muddled my senses as he was going on about cleaning the house, doing the washing, and other things too horrific to mention here.
We’ve been married for over 30 years now and he still hasn’t got a clue.
Bless him.
So I’ve to go out for a couple of hours first, I may even pop by the supermarket on the way home.
And then!
My toes are tingling at the thought…
Here are a few photographs of the back of the house.
I love the veranda. It’s my favourite place.
It’s situated perfectly so that it shields the wind and is always in shade.
Can’t ask for more in Texas.
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So glad to have you back, I miss your mental meanderings and beautiful creative expressions.
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Wonderful to look at those sunny pictures, it actually feels uplifting, although logically I should be jealous! You can have some of my cold, fog and freezing rain: I was working from home yesterday, and the morning was sunny and cold, -6 degrees Celsius. I had planned an errand for the afternoon, and it became a bit warmer, but suddenly the rain came pouring down. Weird. When it stopped, I went out to the car, and found it was covered in a sheet of 1 mm solid ice! I very nearly couldn’t open the door to get at all the heating systems! Our old car could just be plugged into the mains from the outside to thaw it, this one doesn’t need mains, but it would need a remote!
I don’t know what one should do about guest beds — bring your own?!? Although I’ve found that the same mattress can be fine sometimes, and awful at other times, so one would just need to adjust one’s back and hips to the right settings, apparently…
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I hate to be cold, but then I hate to be as hot as it gets here in Houston also. I remember being just so cold in England and doing my homework with my gloves on. I guess we can’t have everything 🙁
I don’t like when it’s too hot either, it doesn’t happen too often, but when it does, everybody complains a lot, because we are so unused to it! 🙂 The British cold can be in a league of it’s own, I’ve heard, very damp! (My dad was in Cambridge in the terrible winter of — 63′ or something — he never forgot the experience…) At least we usually have reasonably warm indoors.