Long ago, before the Cowboy, I gave thought to living in the downtown area of a big city–maybe in a high rise condominium complex?? At this stage in my life, I will take peace, quiet and open spaces. Boston is noisy–car horns honking, tires screeching, sirens wailing, people yelling–that’s not for me. Don’t get me wrong–visiting big cities is fun–I love the restaurants and shopping but “visiting” is the key word–I wouldn’t want to live there.
The hotel was lovely, the restaurants outstanding and the company was good. The convention was a convention and hard work–this photo was taken Sunday afternoon when the vendor floor opened to the nurses for the first time–mass chaos!
It was so good to roll into our little spot of peace and quiet last night. Emmi and I took a long walk this morning and the Cowboy started work.
While I’ve been gone he’s worked on the water and electrical lines to the RV hookups and has worked on the roof.
Once again, thank goodness we have the backhoe!
Last week when we made a supply run to Sierra Vista and had lunch with our friends Jim and Linda, Emmi went along. I knew dogs were welcome in Home Depot and we let her tag along for the first time–Emmi was right at home as if to say, “hey, where’s the dog toy aisle??”
At times we think our progress is mighty slow until a visitor comes along and we see our progress through their eyes–Brian, our well driller stopped by with his son Ty this afternoon to visit. Brian is our local contact–if we have questions, he’s our go to guy.
It was such a beautiful, quiet, peaceful day today–life is good!