Everything is fine now. But it has been kind of a bumpy ride. Eric had some worrisome heart palpitations that because of his history, required an elaborate series of medical tests over several weeks. Meanwhile, the crew working on our house was fired in mid-July. And at the end of July, I broke my front tooth eating a cracker.
The good news is that Eric is completely healthy. Thanks to the miracle of modern dentistry I will not be taking up the banjo. And in a flurry of activity, our house got finished and we closed at the end of the month. As Shakespeare so eloquently put it, “All’s well that ends well.”
A Visit From Good Friends
Friends and family provided welcome distractions in the midst of medical tests, dental work, and the uncertainty surrounding our house build. Our good friends Shannon and Ken spent the month of July near Asheville, and we were delighted to have the chance to see them several times.
We were all stranded on the Forgotten Coast of Florida in 2020, lived within a few miles of each other for three years, and traveled the same route in Michigan, Minnesota, and Wisconsin last summer. We are clearly destined to be lifetime friends, and we are very happy about that.
(I really need to get more creative when I’m taking photos of people, instead of just saying, “Go stand there!” haha.)
We had fun exploring Asheville art galleries, walking the trails at the beautiful arboretum, and showing them around our new tiny home community. Shannon writes a terrific blog about their travels, and unlike moi, she keeps up with her blog. We’re going to be following their recommendations for exploring Asheville when we finally get settled into our tiny home.
A Week With Findlay
Toward the end of July, our grandson Findlay flew from San Juan Island to visit for a week. He’s 13, but he still likes us, and we absolutely adore him. He’s smart, funny, creative, loving, and up for all kinds of adventures.
We spent a rainy day exploring charming downtown Hendersonville, which led us to a hat-trying-on session at the local thrift store. Findlay tried to talk me into a turquoise Queen Elizabeth style bucket hat and Eric into a black 10-gallon XXL cowboy hat. They weren’t quite right. But the vintage wool fedora was perfect on Findlay! He wore that hat everywhere.
Our New Tiny Home
The last two weeks have been an exhausting but exciting time of coordinating the installation of counters, tile, flooring, lighting, plumbing fixtures, appliances, and furniture deliveries. And painting. SO. MUCH. PAINTING. It’s all coming together, and we’ll be moving in on the 15th. Once we regain our sanity I’ll post photos of the finished product.