11/5/24

The Mistress was cooking up a storm this morning. She purchased a 10k bag of potatoes yesterday and has a potato chowder recipe in her head, so she processed a crockpot full. She seemed to know His Lordship would enjoy this tonight. At least it doesn't smell like that pickle stuff she makes. 

The Mistress is getting ready for tomorrow's open home. She cleaned the inside windows and thought the outside needed doing, too, when His Lordship arrived. The sun was out; she swept up many leaves from this week's storm out the front and her neighbors, too. His Lordship arrived in a borrowed car. His 4WD died while driving. It just stopped, he said. It appears it has done this before. So now it's at the garage being fixed. The joys of motoring, she says.

Speaking of which, her car is still being repaired after our crash. It has been away for weeks and weeks. So why the delay? She asks. They told her all the parts were available in NZ, so there was no problem. 

I was in a great position to see the outside windows being washed. His Lordship was a great help, and they are all sparkling again. It appears the agent has some people coming tomorrow. Well, it's about time, I say. We want to get this caravan and get on the road. Hopefully, I will check these people out and tell them this is a great place to live. It will be seven years since we arrived in August. 

Now, overnight, we tried this meditation stuff. Oh, my goodness, whose idea is this? Crazy, if you ask me. First, we had to shut up. Trixie says nobody should talk while we close our eyes and breathe deeply; if your mind is open and outside influences are closed off, you may see something. Moonshine went to sleep and started snoring. I had several goes until I was happy. It was very relaxing, I felt. Must try this again. The Mistress says it is good for me. I shall reserve my judgment at the moment.    

I have watched her meditate, but sometimes, she goes to sleep. It's no wonder she cannot sleep at night when this happens. As for His Lordship, he just sleeps in his chair and bypasses the meditation. Probably has no intention of doing it.