We're home. The friend whose house we were staying at came back the other day and stayed at Finn's mother's house. We spent the day with him as he came over to have coffee in the morning and later supper with us. In between we took Finn to Inver Beach, where he had some fun. He's a fierce one when it comes to sticks 😄 We didn't bring balls with us, so sticks were an acceptable substitute.
He could tell something was up after supper as I started packing and he was subdued and looking at me with his big brown eyes. I explained that his mom was coming home and he'd be so happy to see her. Of course he just kept watching me--poor guy understands what suitcases and bags mean.
Yesterday we left early enough to stop at the grocery store, haul our stuff in, and have coffee here while they were on their way to the airport. Since we're not that far from the airport and it's a two hour trip one way from Finn's home, it made sense to do it that way. I was sad when I said good-bye to Finn and he was too, but I knew he'd be very happy shortly thereafter when he saw his mother after a month apart. I'm told that's exactly what happened--he was very quiet and somber until they were at the airport and then the joy arrived. He was apparently shattered last night.
As I was putting the groceries away, I discovered that the food in our very small freezer compartment in our under-the-counter fridge was no longer frozen. Thankfully there wasn't much in it--probably around €10 worth--but still, I don't like to waste food. There was nothing else to do but throw it out though. I'm not sure what happened--the food was cold and the fridge seemed to work fine. I'd bought a few things to put into the freezer so I did that and decided to see what would happen. I figured that since it was still keeping things cold it'd be safe and if I had to, I could cook everything and keep it in the fridge to eat over the next several days. Thankfully that won't be necessary since this morning everything is frozen solid.
I got the rest of my stuff put away this morning and am getting my head into normal life mode again. I'm having a laugh or two at myself because we were gone long enough for me to do many things on autopilot at our friend's house. We've spent just less than half of our time there in the last 4 months. Now that we're home, I sometimes find myself having to stop and remember how I do things here, where things are, and that kind of thing. Time to put away the new autopilot that became normal and embrace the old autopilot which seems new again. And the beat goes on...
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