Hang on to your hats . . . the blogs are about to resume. I finally have something to write about thanks to my return to The Farm and The Man. I had a WONDERFUL 6 months of living on my own. Even with a month of surgery and rehab and temperatures in the 90's I still had a great time spending the summer in my condo.
To refresh your memory, The Man and I were in Florida for the whole winter. But once the weather started to warm up to boiling The Man knew he had to head back North to his home. Mid April found him riding back to MI with his son where he immediately got sick and ended up in the hospital for a few days. Once that passed he has been doing fantastic living "alone". He has "helpers" coming in every day, seven days a week and his nephew moved in so that The Man would not be alone at night. Win, win for everyone. The Man has flourished and I was living my best life alone in FL. (Except for the nightly one hour phone calls from The Man EVERY night I was free as a bird.).
But all good things must come to an end. After recouping from my heart surgery for 3 months and hearing EVERY NIGHT how much The Man misses me I have been "guilted" into going back to Michigan to see The Man. The idea of not having to spend an hour or more every night talking about nothing was incentive enough to get my butt on a plane and head north. I have heard nothing since I arrived here except how much I am loved which is a lovely thing to hear. Now it is my job to get The Man to settle down and stop hovering and directing and advising me about everything from how to cook dinner to taking out the garbage. It seems I must have had brain surgery instead of heart surgery because The Man thinks I need constant supervision. (Actually he isn't that far off in his thinking.). Time will pass and we will settle back into our old routine of me being in charge and him being too afraid to speak.
Before returning to The Farm I prepared myself for the changes I would have to make. Number 1 being the change in climate. Not the outside climate . . . the temperature IN the house. So far the weather outside is perfect. High 60's, sun shine, slight breeze. PERFECT !!!!!!! Apparently The Man does not open a. window or door to see what the weather is. He just looks at the calendar and decides that it is now mid October so the heat in the house MUST go on. I am dying !!! This house is so hot I can bake bread by just leaving it on the counter top. I have to return to my Ninja mode where I sneak around turning down the thermostat whenever The Man is not looking. It is going to be a long 4 months until my return to independent living in FL.
Number 2 changes are food. I lost about 15 pounds after my heart surgery. Mostly from the 2 weeks post op that I had zero appetite. It has been enough of an incentive to watch what I am eating. Living alone. it is easy. Living with an ice cream addict it is nearly impossible. I mean, who eats ice cream for breakfast?? Yup, you guessed it. I got the man drinking smoothies for breakfast but in order to make his smoothie even better he adds ice cream. Then he has lunch of a sandwich which he doesn't like to eat alone even though I don't eat lunch. And forget about dinner. No more just a salad for me, it must be accompanied by a steak or burger or (ugh) potato sausage. I am doing my best but it sure isn't as easy as living alone.
Numbers 3 & 4 . . . sleep and TV. I have become accustomed to watching anything I want from 7PM till 1AM. I never turn on the TV during the day and when I do watch TV it is something quirky, funny or romantic. NEVER a war movie or western. I will get my dinner, head for the couch and turn on the TV ready for a night of binge watching. I come to MI and it is Fox News at 5 for sure. It is usually preceded by what ever other news is on from the time The Man gets up from his nap around 3 till dinner time when we eat at the kitchen table watching Fox TV. The Man showers shortly after dinner and heads for bed by 7:15. At 7:15 at night I am just getting ready to settle down to dinner and several hours of TV. But now I have someone asking when I am coming to bed because he is lonesome.
It will take some time for me to readjust to "married" life. So until I do you can expect blogs on a pretty regular basis. I hope you enjoy but even if you don't I need to write to keep from killing someone I am living with.
