Ron got up with me for the first time in quite a while and with admirable good humor, dug in to the mess we left in the kitchen last night and started the laundry.
Gorgeous morning; hummer at the hanging plant.
Proud of what we and more accurately our contractors have accomplished since we moved in here.
For no good reason, I filled in a survey from the Milton High School Class of 1963 reunion committee. It asked for a summary of life at the moment, and I wrote that we recently moved to the Berkshires from the Cape and are in the process of renovating a 100 year old house.
It sounds a bit highfalutin’ even if it is accurate, which makes me laugh because we are underachievers who have spent our adult lives contemplating how we’re going to pay our bills.