Sorry I didn’t post last night. We spent the the whole day painting — Grant worked on the living-room walls while I took care of the bedroom floor — and then had to hurry back and turn over all the rooms before dinner so they’d be ready for the eight Spaniards who were scheduled to arrive on Harleys immediately after dinner. We wound up doing laundry after they checked in.
They liked the fire pit. I brought out the ingredients for s’mores, and they sat out there laughing and talking and swapping stories in graceful Spanish. I hope tonight’s guests have fond memories of Girl Scout camp, because all of the sheets smell like burnt marshmallows. I’d like it if my sheets smelled like marshmallows, but that might just be me.
I don’t know how long my guests were outside, because I was so tired that I nearly fell asleep in my plate twice during dinner, and Grant wound up clearing the table and sending me to bed at 9:30 with the promise that he would take care of the dishes and give the guests instructions to call his room if they needed anything.
I think I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.
We installed the toilet and the bathroom sink today, and then Grant painted the kitchen walls while I worked on the trim in the living room. We’re going to paint the bedroom tomorrow, and then we’ll be more or less finished with the interior. Grant says we are taking a day off before we start moving his stuff or replacing the roof, because he wants to take me out to dinner in Santa Fe. I think that’s an excellent idea….