We had a nice dinner with our younger son last night at his place. We watched some football, talked and played with his dog. He has one of those lofty places, and it's warm and cosy. I ate too much and had two glasses of wine, so that, and worrying about the kitchen, made for a restless night's sleep. The repairs in the kitchen look pretty bleak and endless at this point. I'm going to try to persuade my husband to go to a movie this afternoon. Tonight we are meeting our younger daughter's boyfriend's parents for dinner. Tomorrow I have meditation, so I hopefully will work on some equanimity. It's hard to have the house invaded again and again with two big dogs to move around like musical chairs. I believe I have now officially lost my sense of humor about it.
It doesn't help that the weather is gray and overcast, and tomorrow it may rain. At least I made the most of yesterday's sunny weather, walking with my friend and her granddaughter in the morning, then going out to lunch and then walking around with another friend in the afternoon. And next weekend I'll be on retreat, so my frame of mind should improve. But right now I'm in a slough, just beaten down a bit by thing after thing going wrong with the repairs.
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