Do you remember those first couple of days after we arrived in Michigan this spring? We had the condo painted over the winter, and when we walked in for the first time, we found paint cans and drop cloths everywhere and 2 inches of dust covering every inch of every floor and piece of furniture, from having wallpaper removed and walls sanded in preparation of the paint. Do you remember that? It was our reality check for the island.
Yesterday, we had our reality check – Lake Blackshear style.
I think anytime you have been away from a home as long as we have, you are going to return to a few “welcome to the real world” surprises.
- My Honda battery is deader than a doorknob. Even with a neighbor coming down every week to crank it for us, it is still dead. Gotta take care of that fairly quickly.
- The pontoon boat won’t crank. We were having trouble with it before we left, but the “trouble” is now at “critical level”. Someone was here at 7:30 this morning to haul it out of the water and take it in for repairs. First, Ted had to paddle it out of the boathouse over to the lot next door where there is a boat ramp. Then the guy who came to pick it up pulled it out of the water onto the trailer.
- For some reason, the new computer that I bought in Michigan won’t connect to our wireless here at home. I stayed on the phone for 2 hours yesterday with a support line, and it’s still not working. They kept telling me it was my computer – but my computer worked fine in Michigan on wireless AND in the hotel room Sunday night. I’m using my little Alltel wireless device to get on-line right now (thank goodness for backup plans).
- The house is covered in 5 months worth of mildew and mayflies (nothing different there – it would have looked like this even if we had been home). You just resign yourself to mildew and mayflies in the summer on the river – then when it gets cold enough, you pressure wash everything back squeaky clean again.
That’s the major stuff, and I am really not complaining about any of it. It’s just life, and it will all get taken care of a little at a time. If there is one thing I am learning as I grow older, it is patience. Unless it is some kind of life-threatening emergency, there is nothing that has to get done RIGHT NOW. I never used to think like that. Everything was immediate. Maybe that’s why I was on three blood pressure meds. I have learned that calmer is better, that the bed doesn’t have to be made as soon as you fall out of it, that if you want to watch a show on TV before you wash the supper dishes, that’s ok. Silly stuff, I know. But you wouldn’t believe how much I used to stress out about all those petty details. Add that to a pressure-packed, deadline filled full-time job, and I was a basket case. Life is so much easier now that I’m retired, but if I had let myself relax some of my “rules of the house” before I retired, my health might have been better.
And there you go – “pearls of wisdom from old lady Bree” for all you younger readers out there. To quote someone much more intelligent than I, “Don’t sweat the small stuff . . . and it’s all small stuff!”
Wow! How did I get off on all that?