For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
— from Daffodils, by William Wordsworth
Well, hello there, friends. Is it really possible that, after blogging nearly every day for the month of February, I let nearly all of March go by without writing once? Indeed it is. Things were a little rough around the homestead and in my family at the beginning of the month, and I was dealing with a lot of things that aren’t entirely mine to share, but because they were/are so big, it often felt impossible to write about anything else, so . . . I just didn’t write at all.
Anyway, things on the homefront have improved a bunch, and while things in my family remain unsettled, I feel like I have some space and distance to be able to focus on other things.
If we’re pals on Facebook, you know that one of the biggest house issues got solved last Friday – we finally got seating for the great room!
I love them so much I could cry. We’d looked everywhere we could think of for furniture and we found at least one L-shaped set up that we loved but that was way too big. Then, a few weeks ago, my brother was here, and out of the blue I asked him, “Where else can we look for furniture?” He said, “Bassett.” Which we hadn’t even remembered existed. We found one nearby, went that day, picked out this set up, came home and taped out the dimensions on the floor to be sure they would fit, and went back and bought it, just before the end of a 15% off sale. They are so super comfy, and I haven’t spent an evening downstairs in the family room since these arrived. I can’t wait to find a rug to really tie the room together.
A couple of weekends ago, Karen and I took an overnight trip to Virginia Beach, just because. We got a room right on the beach, and I finally got to fly the kite that’s literally been in my trunk for going on 6 years now.
After we sat in the hot tub for a while, we got dressed up and headed to Macaroni Grill, where Karen had almost TWO whole alcoholic drinks, made besties with our waitress, and flirted shamelessly (and expertly) with every male employee her BFF (our waitress) called over to our table. I haven’t laughed so hard and so long in a really long time. It was awesome. We also saw a ton of high school juniors dressed in prom gear eating dinner before heading to a ring dance, which made us feel about 100 years old because they looked like babies.
So that was my March. How was yours?