After 4 nights in a row of staying up later than my usual bedtime watching the convention, I’m getting to this post a little later than usual. I fondly remember the days when wild variations in my bedtime made not one difference. Not a whit. But now? My sleep patterns are established and they don’t like me to mess with them. If I do, there’s usually hell to pay.
Thankfully, I slept in today. And it rained. And, hopefully, it will rain again later in the day. Fingers crossed. I can’t remember when I’ve seen our rivers this low.
Thanks for all your responses yesterday. I want to make clear that my intention with that post was to chastise myself, not the reader who complained. She had a right to voice her opinion. I should have handled it better than I did. And I wanted to explain to everyone, newer readers especially, why ads and sponsored posts are a necessity on this blog.
You all were just supporting me, but I do not want to imply, nor did I, that she did anything wrong. The post was a mea culpa on my part. I do not want her to feel any hurt over this post. It seems like I screwed up on all fronts.
My best friend in the world and her husband are coming to visit us on Wednesday – just for the day, as they are visiting NYC. (They live near Chicago.) They’ve never seen our cottage, so today marks the start of Claudia’s Cleaning Binge. Also, the lawn needs mowing, weeds need whacking, and the gardens need a little cleanup. But it’s been so hot and humid that none of that could be addressed.
I just want the whole place to look nice as we pull into the driveway after picking them up at the train station. Hopefully, they won’t look too closely at any of the interior rooms.
Maybe I should blindfold them as they enter the house?