I’m trying to post more often but I just am not finding the time or inspiration to do so.
We spent our first day, since buying the house, this past weekend, doing yard work and porch repairs in preparation for our housewarming this upcoming weekend. Still lots to do but we got a lot done and the yard definitely looks nicer!
I “tiny dog proofed” the yard on Saturday and Harvey got to go leash-free in the yard for the first time. It was so amazing to watch him run like a crazy dog all around the yard, enjoying his new freedom. He seemed beside himself with glee. Sadly, it started raining Saturday afternoon and has not stopped, so he hasn’t been able to enjoy the yard again since then. (Apparently, he hates rain and cold…go figure.)
We also met with our landscape artist again and his ideas blew us away. Can’t wait to get started redoing our yard, project by project.
We had a couple of great social engagements this weekend, but it left us very little down time combined with the day of
We woke up this morning to discover a puddle on our dining room table and water dripping through our light fixture. Not the way to start a week. Jeffrey stayed home and called a roofer who came and took a look. He gave us relatively good news, that some flashing and shingles were missing near our dormer window and repairs should be easy, quick and only a few hundred dollars. Jeffrey said he was very cute, but he failed to get photographic evidence. Bad hubby!
I’m pretty certain I’m on the verge of having a full blown cold, given my exhaustion, body aches, headache and flushed face. Very bad timing since I’ve so much to do before the housewarming, not to mention I don’t want to be sniffing and coughing while hosting! Bummer!
That’s what I’ve got for you this time around. I’ll try to pop in more often for updates. Promise.
Our first official winter snow has hit New York so, although I had the day off, I got up early to help Jeffrey and Josh shovel out the cars and the drive way. It was cold but the snow was dry so the shoveling wasn’t too horrible, although not how I want to start the morning of a day off, for sure. Here’s a shot from our side porch. You can see the area of the yard I shoveled for little Clyde, who is balked by the cold wet snow and will not go out to potty unless we clear a spot for him:
After the shoveling was done and the guys were off to work, I slipped back inside, put on coffee, stripped down and relaxed by the fire with my crochet project, warm and cozy. My mind started to wander to all the updates I will see on Facebook about the misery of the storm and snow and the hassles it presents and, for the most part I agree. I keep my friends and loved ones in mind who are traveling home or to work, wishing them all safe travel and shelter from the storm and snow. I know the snow presents risks and hazards.
But I also have to accept that I choose to live here and snow comes with being a North Eastern resident. The hassle of shoveling a few times a year is far less than the hassle of uprooting ourselves to start over again in warm climates, so it’s a choice I willingly make with consequences I accept.
With this in mind, I found myself grateful I could retreat from the cold snow outside into a dry, warm home. I thought about how beautiful the snow is when you aren’t stuck shoveling it or driving in it. I have stepped outside a few times this morning (properly covered, of course) to bask in the winter wonderland and remind myself that I can retreat from it any time back into the warmth and safety of Chez Breen. I allow myself to linger a bit and soak in the cold and chill and the white surroundings to help me better appreciate my luxury when I slip back inside to my coffee and fire and blankets.
I will be out in the snow tomorrow, driving to work and rejoining the rate race, but for now, I will sit here in my quiet, warm, comfortable solitude and enjoy the moment and be grateful for it.