Hello, I am back.
I would not be surprised if you broke up with my blog while I was on, ahem, hiatus for the past 6 months. (BTW, I have always liked that word: hiatus. Say it with me, hiatus. Sounds very officialish and important, like its equally impressive literary brother, sabbatical. Hmmm.)
The reality is not as romantic and fantastical as hiatus implies. I was not (in no particular order) abducted by aliens, transferred to Paris, or brainwashed by zealots. No. I just spent all that time not blogging and not being online in a semi-productive way: we renovated our house.
When I say it like that, I know you picture me rolling up my sleeves and going all DIY. We actually hired an architect/ builder and they did everything. I picked out tile. And light fixtures. And doorknobs (Did you know there are approximately 4,397,221 choices for doorknobs?).
We moved out during the chaos (cue violins played by tiny tiny grasshoppers), and just moved back in. Here is a partial list of things that went wrong: our hot water was out, the old air conditioning system for the old part of the house went out (but then was fixed), the new air conditioning in the new part of the house went out (but then was fixed), the doorknobs were wrong and removed (square on one side, round on the other!), my carpenter put up shelves in my walk-in closet and accidentally punctured the AC pipe in the process (so the AC was repaired yet again), the exterior door to master bedroom does not lock (so has been boarded off temporarily), several light fixtures have not been installed, and our refrigerator is in the garage (new fridge ordered was discontinued), one of the toilets is improperly installed and has to be fixed... and that list is just since last Wednesday. Don't get me started on the radiator leaking through the basement ceiling and causing problems there or the kitchen sink being installed to old pipes that were backed up with lint from a washing machine that had been removed five years ago.
It is unbecoming to complain when one has everything, but it would be nice to have a toilet.
So. There you have it, my life in six paragraphs. I am back, and I hope you will come back too. I'll bring the funny and you bring the wine. Or vodka (I'm not picky).