I am inordinately tired today. And really, I haven’t done a darn thing. I swear, I have more energy after climbing a mountain for nine hours than I do after just sitting for the same length of time. At one point today, my head was so fogged in that it actually began to hurt.
Driving home today (and if you’re wondering where I mean when I say “home” – heck, it could mean one of two places. Today, it’s the floathouse), I contemplated what to write. I don’t want to dissemble and, at the same time, I don’t want to intrude on my love’s privacy any more than I already do.
The thing is, he’s having some tests done and so far, everything checks out great! One more test tomorrow and I expect good news. I think that sums things up pretty accurately and I really don’t have any right to say more. So, basically, I sat with him today waiting for tests. We giggled – don’t we always. And we played scrabble. And I felt like the luckiest woman on earth to be there with him, loving him and doing anything and everything I could for him.
What was even more fun was last night. We spent hours looking through MLS listings up and down the island – listings with acreage, a bit removed from the rest of the world. We found a couple we “favourited” although they weren’t THE one.
And then there was the property that had a 400 sq ft windowless bunker thing on it with a shipping container and about 13 acres of septic field. Yes, we had a giggle fest. I mean, just imagine what you could do with that many acres of poop space! Better yet, you really don’t want to imagine it because We have already done all the imagining for you. Suffice to say it involves a brand name for fertilizer, foreign workers, gardens and market distribution overseas.
The best part of all that searching last night was the dreaming. And isn’t it wonderful and miraculous that we want the same things?
I am living the best life I have ever lived.
And I get to spend the rest of the evening writing my book. I am so blessed!