Maybe not, having time off to think about what we are trying to do or accomplish is important too. We have lots more work to be done at the Morgan Street house, more painting, more tiling, more details AND we have work to do in The Swamphouse too! The carpet in the office downstairs and in the upstairs bedroom (mine now as I'm in exile from The Marriage Bed by mutual agreement) too. Then tow new floors get put in place, a wood one like the other upstairs bedroom and here in The Office a continuation of the terracotta tile that is everywhere else downstairs. These are NOT small projects and will take at least another month to complete AFTER we are done with the Morgan Street house. France this year? I really don't think so, it wouldn't make much sense (financial or otherwise) to go and stay only a short time as we refuse to spend the winter there at all anymore...to !#$#$#@! cold, brrrrrr.
So we will just continue onward and upward on the two houses and rent this one when we are done and enjoy that one afterwards.
My son Michael, my grandson Jordan and I went to see the King Tut exhibit at the De Young Museum in Golden Gate Park yesterday afternoon. We had a great time gawking at all the treasures, reading all the liner notes and being jostled by the madding crowd. We spent a bit of time looking thru the souvenir shop for something for Jordan to remember this good day by. Satisfied by a hieroglyphic chart after looking through the wide array of gizmos and goo-gahs we ambled off towards the car and our dinner at Gino's Pizzeria on California Street. It was crowded and noisy with diners at this dinner hour as is typical of most restaurants in SF on a Friday evening. We orderred 2 beers and a Sprite and were seated at the counter in anticipation of the repast to come. A delicious and very fresh salad came first which we all shared eagerly, then the beautiful individual pizzas, a sausage and mushroom for Michael, a pepperoni for Jordan and a pepperoni, olives and anchovy one for yours truely, they were wonderful! A nice thin crust, blistered throughout with just the right amount of sauce and mozzerella, they were excellent! We wandered back to the car and drove north through the city to the Golden Gate Bridge, tony Marin County and to Petaluma where they dropped me off at the truck which was loaded with a three panel door purchased earlier in the day. I drove home feeling satisfied that we'd had a great time and shared time with each other, it's a too rare event that I'd like to do far more often. We aren't getting any younger!
