'Tis Friday at the little house, now scrubbed and vacuumed, everything shiny and bright. I really like clean and tidy.
As it is a beautiful fall day, all of the bedding has also been washed and is on the clothesline, so that tonight everything will smell of the great outdoors. Lovely, and good for sleep.
As I was in a more-than-usual cleaning mood today.....the beautiful fall weather inspired me....I took the bed completely apart so that I could vacuum underneath, something I haven't done since Doug died. Too long, I know.
But, it was always his thing to do.
Lily likes to crawl under there to nap, and she is one serious shedder.
So, it was bad, but I just hadn't felt like dealing with it. One of those "firsts" I have put off....and now it's mine. I own it, as this "first" is over.
I purchased winterization fluid this morning, so will finish cleaning the Interstate and deal with that tomorrow. Another "first", and I can't put this one off.
Got a bit of winterization guidance via email from a friend, also via telephone the other day from A&L RV in Christiana, TN, who winterized for me on my way home from Georgia in March. It wasn't that I couldn't do it, just that I didn't know how and couldn't handle another learning curve just then.
Such good, kind and decent human beings there....two of the 3-generation family that owns and runs it who came to the waiting area to pray with me....for my crying self, my safe journey home and for the soul of my just-dead husband.
I have thought of them often since that time, grateful for their presence, compassion, connection, and prayers....and they apparently me, as they recognized my name in the service department and first asked how I was doing.....also that they think of and pray for me often. I was
a bit of a wreck that morning, my second day on the road and about 36 hours after Doug had died. Functioning, as you do because you have to, but.....you know.
Someone here found them for me, right on my way home. Thank you, again. It was meant to be that I landed there.
So, a bit sad today, immersed in the past, but it will pass.
Was reading something the other day about the importance of establishing new rituals and routines as you work your way thru the loss of a love.
I knew that.
Transition wine, homemade candles, and more.
New comfort in a new life.