Ok, so I don’t do this very well. Resting, I mean. It bores me. But there are days when I need it so badly, I have no choice but to give in. It wasn’t the casino party that made me tired, or rather not just the party. It was also cleaning the AirBnb the day before, and in general all the work I’ve been doing lately.
But it does come with its very good moments. Today the family staying in my AirBnb wrote to say they loved it, and felt like they were in an art museum. They spent a lot of time at the beach, and overall had a great time. This is the kind of thing that makes me really happy. Even the cleaning, hard as it is, has a sort of elation at the end (endorphins from exercise?), and there’s something very nice about driving away while imagining that my guests will enjoy the cottage.
The cottage is by no means perfect. There are things I don’t have the energy or time or money to fix, at least not right away, plus given its age, it will always be imperfect, but lovable in its imperfection for those who get it.
Anyway, there are times when I wonder if the whole thing is worth it, then there are moments such as this sweet family telling me they enjoyed it, when I feel good about it all.
We’ll see what the future brings. I do have some ideas about maybe turning it into a furnished rental for professionals instead, but I might still wait out the summer.
There are all sorts of ideas percolating in my mind, and I’m trying to just sit with them for now. Not an easy feat, as I’m so action oriented, but maybe taking a slow day of mostly reading in bed and letting plans and scheming sort of fade into the background is a good thing every now and then.
Still, I look forward to waking up rested and being my usual active self tomorrow.
