Mumblings and Musings of Two Sisters...Letter #3

P.O. Box 1354

Where the River meets the Lake Behind the Falls

On the Mainland

Canada

Dearest V.

A bit of a heavy heart this morning...I'm not too sure what it's all about, perhaps this fall back out of daylight-saving time into more of a synchronicity with the revolving earth?  Something in my head is screaming for more authenticity.  I feel like I am surrounded by people who don't view life the way I do.  These are not bad people...they just live and think so differently from me.
So much so to cause me to feel un-real (if that's even a word!) when I spend time with them.  

Anyway...on to sunnier things...

As the weather here has been absolutely beautiful over the past couple of days, I finally got most of my little garden tidied up.  Now the puzzle is where to store everything over the winter.  The garage is absolutely heaving, (mostly cardboard boxes - but that's a story for another day).  Rudy put up a lot of shelving over the summer in there, so it probably just needs some shifting around.  Then we need to decide what to do about the cars.  As you know, part of the de-construction of the Florida house meant car #2 came home to Canada with us.  We need a second car like a hole in the head, but my darling man just hates to part with either of them.  I will give him the fact that they are very different vehicles and so serve different functions.  Personally, as much fun as the little convertible is, I would like to sell it and just hold onto the SUV.  While it is a bit of a gas-guzzler, we don't drive very often and it's far more practical.  I can feel a serious conversation coming on in our house...and one I probably won't win!

I disassembled the entire sound system last week...many furtive hours spent downstairs with cables with funny-coloured ends lying all over the floor.  I did manage to put it all back together, with the aid of 3 instruction manuals (TV, cable box and sound system) and multiple cups of tea and have everything working except for the picture for the DVD player.  So right now, we can hear a movie...just can't watch it!  My poor head was banging so badly afterwards I've decided to leave it for Monday morning and just start all over again!

The good news is,  Steve changed the inner tube on my bicycle tire - you know it costs the same to buy a new inner tube as it does a patch kit these days? - so I'm back to riding in this glorious weather.   AND, I fixed the leaky dishwasher myself.  Again...I hauled out the instruction manual and discovered a trap that I had no idea existed that, to my shame, was quite gucky.  Once cleaned, no more leaks.

If you have any thoughts on the heavy-heart-situation, you know how much I appreciate your guidance.

Write soon and let me know how the fam-dam is.  Hugs and kisses to everyone...especially you.  J.

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