Aug 12, 2014

Captain, oh my Captain!

I can't believe Robin Williams is dead, and that he killed himself in such a terrible fashion.  I've loved him since his Mork and Mindy days and he seemed like such a Teddy bear, to think he was so sad with no one who could reach him... In high school I had a friend and one night after a dance show her boyfriend broke up with her and she said she would kill herself that night.  I made her promise me that no matter what she would wait until the next day, she had to promise to see me the next day at school and if she still felt she had to kill herself I wouldn't stop her but she had to wait until morning.  She promised.  And time, tears and sleep removed the cutting edge.  Where were Robin's friends?  Was there no one who could make you promise to wait until morning?  Of course, yours was a long battle, and now that demonic sadness is washing over the land.  So sorry you're gone, Robin, sleep sweet.  And thank you.


Aug 3, 2014

Consider the lemming

Definitely ennui.  Hell is repetition, as far as I'm concerned.  Mind you, I can do many repetitive tasks but there's always a goal and the pleasure of finishing.  Not so when your job has become endless repetition with no carrot in sight and only the thank you of a pay cheque.  
(the above poem is from Consider the Lemming by Jeanne Steig, illustrated by William Steig)

So, continuing the story, what to do?  I very seriously considered creating my own dog treat business, investigating the farmer's market and other places my treats could be sold.  But then Mom said, "What about a bed and breakfast?" which was the original plan 11 years ago before I got my safe and comfy job.  I love to bake, we both enjoy a very clean home, we know what we like in a B&B, I'm uber organized, Mom's super capable with home repairs, we know all about excellent customer service, we have the determination... why shouldn't we succeed?  And so the ball was set in motion and started racing down the hill:  in 4 months time we went from boring to thrilling and what a wild adventure it was!  Previously I posted about our tick experience: well, that was while we were hunting for a B&B in Prince Edward County.  We also hunted around Leamington and Rondeau Provincial Park, but this area is very flat and business seems very seasonal and the winters must be very lonely.  So we narrowed our search and saw a lot of places but there was always something crucial missing.  It was becoming a little discouraging and then, finally.... but I'll continue in the next post!  : }  

~~to be continued~~