Letters to Tuvia #36: October 2, 2015- Baby Steps, Right?

Morning T,

Yes, I’m up early.  It’s almost 6 and I’ve already downed my first cup of coffee and a slice of toast.  The nights are just too long, but I’ve always been impatient for the next fresh day, right?  I think you were on the same page, although for the last few months neither of us  got enough sleep at night.

So yesterday was a mixed bag.  Bonnie C.  and I met up for breakfast at Strawberry Place and even though we didn’t have Julia with us for our book buddy meet up Bonnie was wonderfully  supportive, offering me an open invitation for walking, for dinner- company to ease the silence. I’m so rich in friends and family!  Don’t worry about me.

I lived through some massive T-waves that came on me as I drove everywhere.

Back in my apartment Joy helped me lug up a new standing lamp to replace the funky one in the living room that was just too impractical when it came to changing the bulbs.  The new one looks similar, but easier.  Good thinking, right?

I was hoping to spend most of the day in my place but I couldn’t.  Schpilkes (and you) moved me off my couch, into the bedroom to pack up a bit and off…back to the house.

Another shopping spree at BB and B and the transformation of our bedroom would be completed when I returned from my meet up with Tara for a walk with her trusty dog, Sophie, then dinner and a great chat!,\

Back at the house, I went wild with activity.  I think you would have to agree that the minimalist look you opted for was just too cold for me.  How about the transformation?  Too many pieces?

Not for me.  I slept so peacefully after I closed your closets.  It works for me and I know you are nodding and sending me your kiss of approval.

Before sleep came I spent one last hour reworking your video for Saturday.  There were photos that had to be switched out and timing issues with transitions needed attention.

Done!  Ready!

I can’t say that you’d love this piece.  It’s the first one I couldn’t share with you before it went public, but then almost every photo includes you so I can just see you squirming and walking out of the room before it’s done.  But hey, Saturday is a celebration for you.

Today I prepare for tomorrow even though the rain promises to be a challenge.  Good thing the hurricane coming to us on Monday is poised to land off shore.

Wish you were here with you us, my love,

Bonnie S.

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