Humpty Dumpty does El Camino de Santiago de Compostela

September 11, 2016

From Janelle:

Well, they finally broke me.  Just as indicated might happen in my last post, I finally cracked.  Not quite smashed into pieces as Humpty Dumpty when he fell off the wall but teetering on the edge.  Two jobs, two remodel projects, two corporate audits, TOO MUCH!

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The house project started in January at my busiest time of the year as a corporate audit (not a bad thing, just a regular part of biz) was scheduled.  April commenced with office remodeling and shuffling personnel.  June ended with business travel piggy-backed by a second audit and the 2nd job has just been crazy-town all year.

The audits are over (on a high note I did so well they have scheduled out an additional year, a huge accomplishment and a nice payoff for all the hard work), the two jobs roll on (additional personnel have helped but every day still feels like Hans Brinker stuck his a finger in a dike), and the two remodel projects continue.  I hit the wall, first in January and then again, hard, about two months ago.

My fuse has been short and Lewis and I squabbled more about this project than any other.  It just took soooooo long.  Contractors can’t schedule incredibly busy subs and everything drags on and on and on and on.  The home project is finally almost completed but we’re so burnt we can’t think about furnishings and the joy in the room is gone, chiseled away each month by stress and confrontation.

We embark on cross country motorcycle trips every couple years and love them, me on my smaller but faster hog and Lewis on his cruiser.  He was adamant about heading to Colorado with our group and I just didn’t have it in me this year.  I’m tired and mentally exhausted.  Road-therapy has been good over the years but I’m not feeling it right now.

A friend walked El Camino de Santiago de Compostela  in Spain a year ago and from that moment I knew I needed to follow her footsteps.  WHEN never seems like a good time but when Lewis was insistent about the Colorado trip it was the right time for the Camino.

I’m traveling solo.  I don’t like to travel by myself but I’m going alone.  No time for a traditional thirty day Camino but the new boots will trek fifty miles in eight days.  The walk won’t be strenuous but I’m hopeful life as a pilgrim will be enlightening.

Lewis will join me in Barcelona after his road-therapy, we’ll rent a beach house for a week and remember life before we had too much crap.

From Lewis:

It’s true! It has been a rough year.  No more projects for a while. We are going to be here for a long time and so there is no rush to start anything else.

It is also true we like our road trips. Although I may like them a little more I wouldn’t say I was adamant about going on this trip cause I always want to go and I’ve been saying since last year that I would like to plan on it this year.  Janelle was just adamant that she didn’t want to go and I have no problem with that although I enjoy seeing her in the rearview mirror as we cruise on the open road. I will miss her on this trip. But I’m glad we’re spending time together in Barcelona. It should be a fantastic time after her trail therapy and my road therapy.  Who needs a shrink?

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The Things We Do For Love

February 14, 2014

From Janelle:

This is my long-standing opinion on skiing and I do it only as Lewis loves it so much.

1)      Layer as many clothes on as you can and still move.

2)      Cram your feet into the most uncomfortable, hard, shin bruising boots you could ever imagine.

3)      Push bruised shins hard against the plastic boot tongues so toes are not impaled into boot tips.

4)      Pile on headband, beanie, gator, goggles, and gloves.

5)      Be sure NO skin is exposed to air.

6)      Lug skis to lift walking like an astronaut in hard boots, shins throbbing.

7)      Hold on to hand railings at all times when presented as not to fall on ass while careful not to clobber anyone with skis on shoulder.

8)      Crab crawl to ski lift.

9)      Expose skin to air to cool off.

10)   Scramble onto lift and don’t fall.

11)   Sit calmly while lift stalls halfway up the mountain, wind howls and snow pelts against face.

12)   Re-cover all skin with now wet clothing.

13)   Exit lift without falling.

14)   Traverse down mountain in white out-condition, unable to see more than ten feet ahead, panting and nauseous from vertigo.

15)   Stumble into lodge for a drink to warm up.

16)   Try to figure out why your husband is smiling from ear to ear. 

From Lewis:

Smiling because you looked hot… bundled up from head to toe and covered in snow and I know you’re only out there because you love me.

What do you do for your significant other that you would never do on your own just ‘cuz you love them?

They called me Darth Vader

They called me Darth Vader

Cold and snowy

Cold and snowy


Thankfullness

December 4, 2013

Thanksgiving was spent with friends, an unusually small but very delightful celebration of thankfulness for the bounties that we have.  This blog is to poke fun at ourselves and each other about the conflicts that arise as two people attempt to navigate decision making with different agendas and “vent” in the process but we are aware that we have it pretty damn good.  And we really do love each other although mostly when we’re not maneuvering through remodel resolutions.


How Did We Live Like That?

August 25, 2013

From Janelle:

Lewis was looking through some old photos for structural issues and lighting diagrams.  I gasped when I saw them.  How did we live like that for so long?  I knew that it was horrid but honestly, I’m surprised some of our friends didn’t have me checked into a mental hospital for hoarding or just plain Bad Taste Detox.

The photos made me cringe.  The carpet was disgusting, boxes were stacked everywhere, kitchen cabinets were dirty because the painter used matte paint instead of satin, the temperature on the stove was unreadable, holes for structural investigations peppered walls, the cat peed on furniture cushions so we tossed them and the body line from our Tagging Party was impossible to hide.  I guess that I just knew that it wouldn’t be like that forever but eeeewwww!  We’ve come a long way baby!

I guess drinking helped….

From Lewis:

Well the mental hospital is still an option but that mess was just the beginning. We are almost at the end and we are ok!

From Janelle:

Yes, I still love you!  It has been hard but things are still good.

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