This Year Has Flown.....

It is said that, when you are older, the days/weeks/months/years seem to pass much more quickly.  I can attest to this.  Proportionally, a month to a one-year old is 1/12th of her/her life, which is a long time.  However, as you get older, let's say 50, a month is merely fractional.  It passes without notice.  Years, even, are only 1/50th each.  Zip.

All of that being said, this year has completely flown by.  Working on our Little 'g' Cottage has taken up most of this year.  We've traveled back and forth, from Virginia to Maine, Maine to Virginia, every few weeks in order to attempt to complete our cute little cottage.  Attempt is the key word.  Besides the fact that, as mentioned above, we are getting *ah-hem* OLDER, and everything aches when exerting ourselves (ladders are a killer), we're diligently working on completing the cottage.  Our contractors, on the other hand, have not been quite as diligent.  To be fair, some have.  Some haven't.  We've often been left waiting for a tradesman to arrive to complete the ONE THING that is needed for us to continue OUR work, only to waste the whole day waiting.  Although we do reward ourselves with a glass of 'grape juice' when the day is done.

People say to us 'relax, there's always next month/year...'.  Is that a guarantee?  I mean, do you promise?  Because, from my point of view, I don't really know if I'll have a next month or a next year.  Getting older makes you think of these things, btw.  Pretty darn depressing.  Ha!

So, yes, we'll head back up there, over and over again, until the cottage is complete and ready to be offered-up as a super-cute rental getaway.  Surely we cannot complain, really, because spending time at our 'spot' is FAR from drudgery!!  Far.

Back to the title of this blog....  It's already September.  The end of 2022 and the start of 2023 is near!  Holiday fun, cold weather (yuck) & snow!  Families getting together to spend time 'making memories'.  No complaints there.  Bring it on.  We'll continue to hone our vast skills over the Winter at our Victorian home in Virginia.  Always something to do.  What is the cliche about 'idle hands'?  Ours are never idle.  Even when they're cold.  :)