Category: Simplicity - A Cottage by the Sea

Simple Christmas plans

12/24/2022

Another Christmas. The longer you live, the more memories you have! Duh! We all know that, but this year I’m particularly feeling it, and appreciating it. Why? Because this year our plans are quiet, which gives me time to ponder. My son and his wife will come for Christmas Eve dinner and will spend the night; tomorrow I am offering the church service at church. We had plans for a family gathering at my nieces for Christmas dinner but Covid, choosing to visit several family members—very mildly—, took charge of cancelling the plans.
But I am not disappointed. I am content with simple plans, with memories and gratitude. It is enough!

We only need one car

5/10/2021

Now here is simplicity for you. No, not for you to follow, but as example of what we are able to do to simplify at this juncture in our life. “We now only have one car.” That’s the positive way of reporting it. I could have said, “We got rid of one of our cars,” which isn’t a negative statement, but may give a little clue to how delighted we are.
We don’t need two cars anymore. We can share. We are saving money by not paying insurance, registration, yearly inspection, and maintenance. We have more room in the garage. We gave the car to our son who will pass it on to one of our grandchildren. We kept it in good condition, but his mechanic will give it a look-over to be certain it is still good for the road.
That 2004 green Camry made important trips with me. Trips around town; trips to visit my mom; trips to the cottage-by-the-sea. Throughout it’s entire life, it proudly wore an Obama-Biden sticker, which I told me son, may be worth more than the car itself.

A simple couch

8/28/2018

Here it is, a slide show of simplification; of how simple it is to get rid of a thirty year old couch in preparation for a new one.
The ease was all about Handyman Russ who figured out how to get the HEAVY couch out the sliding door and down the driveway to where it is now waiting for someone to see the “For Free” sign and come by with a pickup truck and haul it away.
The rules are simple: have a strong and clever helper friend, and give it away. Now, all we need is faith there is a lucky person out there who will want it, need it, and love it.

Simple and profound

7/11/2018

     I’ve had a few days of relative solitude since the active July 4th week. For me, I don’t crave solitude because I need to get away from it all, although that is sometimes an added benefit. I need solitude because it restores me so I can get back into it all. Too much of a good thing, be it time alone or time in community, and it becomes not a good thing.
     What I’ve just written sound simplistic, you might say, and I might agree. Nevertheless, I seem to need to clarify that for myself, and so I do, here in public. Sometime I can’t tell the difference between my simple thoughts and ones that might be profound.
     Back to my reading, both simple and profound.

Solitude rides with simplicity

6/4/2018

     You know me, I search for solitude, but I don’t want it all the time. Good thing because I couldn’t have it, no matter what. Even those self-proclaimed hermits who try to live silently in the woods can’t attain the goal. In fact, their entire existence is about getting away from civilization, which undoubtedly encourages them to think disapprovingly of society--everyone gets in their way.
     I don’t dwell on solitude very much. Maybe that’s because I have enough or know how to get it when I need it. Different life stages offer different kinds and amounts of solitude. When I was ages 3-12 (they used to call it ‘latency’) I spent hours in alone outside in the woods. I have so many memories of making little forts, packing my ‘stuff’ and heading out to play by myself. When my children were young and I was working, I longed for and worked hard to attain times alone.
     So what do I think of the huge trailer parked on the street in my daughter’s neighborhood? Lots of work before getting on the road; it can’t be simple to drive the thing; expensive to purchase, maintain, and fill with gas. Not my idea of solitude, but I understand the sentiment.
     For me, solitude is connected to simplicity--simple to slip into, like my Angel Room. I walk through the door and sit down.

Simple solution to a lost car key

4/27/2018

     Here is the most simple solution to a lost car key problem these days. You don’t just go to Home Depot where they make you a new one for $3 plus. No, yesterday I sat in the spacious lobby/waiting room of my local Toyota dealer waiting for a new key to be programmed for my car, to the tune of $300 plus. The lost key is in my house, somewhere between the garage and kitchen. Or, maybe it’s at the dump.
    I’d been using the spare for the last couple of months, which fine as long as I don’t lose it. Then I am in deep expensive trouble. After having the car towed in (remember, spare key lost) they would have to reprogram from inside (remember, spare key lost), to the tune of $800 plus.
    The cost yesterday included labor, $100 plus per hour, and the key, $100 plus. Obviously this is not a Home Depot key. I get that people have to live, but, when I bought the car I had no choice about this key feature that is all about protecting my car from being stolen. My attitude may be an age thing.
     On the other hand, we drove our last Toyota for fourteen years before delegating it to local trips to the town dump. I certainly don’t want this one stolen. No chance: I feel expensively protected.

Keeping it simple

3/23/2018

We’re trying to keep our newly painted living and dining room simple. The very look of those pristine walls is a deterrent to lifting that hammer and nail. A few paintings to compliment well-placed furniture is our new look. We can do this!
Keeping those boxes of books closed, however, is not as simple. I kept the books I wanted, so why not put them back on the shelves? Yes, why not since we’re planning to stay in this old house for a while? The first box I’ll open is one marked “Italy.” In two weeks I’ll be in Rome.

History and secrets will remain~

3/4/2018

     We are ready for the painters to start their masterpiece tomorrow morning at 8. We have taken away every treasure, painting, and piece of furniture in the living room, dining room and bathroom. Each is stripped down to simple, and our plan is not to load them back up with everything we possess.
      When you make extensive, physical, and visual changes to the place you have called home for forty years, you become aware that this stripping away is not simple, nor is it complete. The smudges, nail holes, and more, are still there, reminding us of the life these walls have seen. Although the painters will cover the smudges and fill in the holes, the history and secrets will remain.
     Life will continue to be lived in the rooms; our hope is that it will be one of a simple veneer.

A simple plan~

1/26/2018

We’ve slowed down our moving schedule. As with any initial wave of excitement of a major life change, the next step is to take a deep breath and sit down to think things through. Our current plan is to get rid of what we don’t want or need, store in our barn boxes of the many of treasures we want to keep, and have the downstairs and some of upstairs painted. Our goal is to make the house enjoyable to live in until we’re ready sell. We’re feeling relaxed with this simple plan.

Don't give up walking~

1/11/2018

I’m back walking. After strolling all over Florence early in December, and daily walks in Lancaster, PA with my daughter at Christmas time, my daily exercise came to an abrupt halt. We returned to a New England of frozen pipes, zero temperatures, and snow blocking the walkway in front of our house. I stopped scheduling a walk into my daily schedule. My bad.
Now, with the weather warming up, there is no excuse; only adjustments need. Today I drove half a mile up the road, parked at Our Lady of Fatima church, and walked my usual back roads. A simple solution. Don't give up walking.