Dopey and the Fraud
We are keeping warm! We have toques and fleeces and blankets. While having our morning coffee the other day, I looked across at my loved one, wearing his striped grey/blue toque. I casually commented, "You look like Dopey". Several minutes later, I heard a defensive retort from the outhouse, "I do not look like Dopey. Dopey doesn't have a mustache!" Dopey, apparently caught sight of himself in the mirror nailed to the outhouse.
Judge for yourself:
It is actually quite fun living at the lake. I have never been out there this late in the year and the weather is fine, the trees are turning crimson and gold. Deer are feeding on the beach at night and the mountain sheep are flocking into large groups.
Bill is animated; he truly believes that we are actually departing to Sri Lanka this time. Forgive my cynicism, but I am less than lively about the certainty. I have donned cynicism and pulled up a lap robe of scepticism as protection against disappointment. As you know, this is our fourth departure date: Feb 1, July 1, September 28 and now, October 26. However, I acknowledge that Bill can be spot on from time to time. When we purchased our home at 1319 Sunshine Court, he “had a good feeling about the house” before we actually viewed the house.
After seven weeks of viewing homes with tiny chopped up rooms, floral and striped wallpaper glued to every wall, and floors tiled in dizzying patterns, I was disheartened by the whole house hunting chore and even doubting the possibility of finding us a house in town. When we pulled up to 1319 Sunshine Court to look at yet another unsuitable house, Bill affirmed his good feeling about the house and dragged me through the door.
Standing in the inside entry to the home, I burst into tears. “Where do I sign?” I inquired of the real estate agent, confounding her with my leaking eyes. Each room toured was lovelier than the last and indeed, Bill was right. The house was perfection, for us. So, I hope his intuitive ‘judgement’ is accurate again on the departure date to Sri Lanka because ... I am feeling like a fraud.
Judge for yourself:
Bill is animated; he truly believes that we are actually departing to Sri Lanka this time. Forgive my cynicism, but I am less than lively about the certainty. I have donned cynicism and pulled up a lap robe of scepticism as protection against disappointment. As you know, this is our fourth departure date: Feb 1, July 1, September 28 and now, October 26. However, I acknowledge that Bill can be spot on from time to time. When we purchased our home at 1319 Sunshine Court, he “had a good feeling about the house” before we actually viewed the house.
After seven weeks of viewing homes with tiny chopped up rooms, floral and striped wallpaper glued to every wall, and floors tiled in dizzying patterns, I was disheartened by the whole house hunting chore and even doubting the possibility of finding us a house in town. When we pulled up to 1319 Sunshine Court to look at yet another unsuitable house, Bill affirmed his good feeling about the house and dragged me through the door.
Standing in the inside entry to the home, I burst into tears. “Where do I sign?” I inquired of the real estate agent, confounding her with my leaking eyes. Each room toured was lovelier than the last and indeed, Bill was right. The house was perfection, for us. So, I hope his intuitive ‘judgement’ is accurate again on the departure date to Sri Lanka because ... I am feeling like a fraud.
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