Attila and I have been unable to curtail our contact, and the pay as you go cell phone minutes are fast disappearing! If he does not find work near here in the next week, we will have to find some other way to communicate while he is staying in Camp Tank. An interview is coming… Continue reading The Kitchen Table
Category: September
September Entries
The Garden
Attila sounded good this morning, he went to sleep around 8:30 last night, and was awakened by my call on the cell phone at 6:00 a.m., as he requested. He slept well he said, and sounded good. He has two more nights to catch up with his sleep before he faces another drive home. Our… Continue reading The Garden
Attila Visits Overnight
What used to work, doesn’t, not anymore. The way we organized our two homes was based on living in two places, the future unknown. Here we are, in the unknown future, merging two completely separate households. For instance, we used to keep the cutlery here in clean used tomato tins on the table, always available,… Continue reading Attila Visits Overnight
New Day
I awoke thinking about Attila, and how his night in Tank went. He called shortly after I arose, and was as cheerful as ever. He said that he was warm enough, tried various configurations in positioning, finally settling on curling up on the back seat, and feels that it was a good night’s sleep, but… Continue reading New Day
Work Week
Attila just left on his journey north to work for the next six days. He did not want to go, I did not want him to go. Needs must, so off he went. He has prepared himself for the week, with lots of food, warm clothing, and warm bedding. He has plans on how to… Continue reading Work Week