A weekend of paradise

Sweden was crisp, colorful and sunny when I arrived. My house was just the way I left it. I was prepared for tears, an aching heart and a big hurting lump in my throat but instead I was quite relaxed and cool about this visit. Maybe my sensible me turned off my emotion button to get through it all. I spent a lot of time outside walking the area , cuddled up in front of my fireplace at night with my crochet and weaved in the last ends of my brown Autumn Poncho. I know many have asked for a pattern when showing it on Instagram and I hope to soon find a slot of time to focus on putting it all together. It is a lovely pattern, not that complicated really, just a bit challenging to express in a written pattern. I think I need quite a few days of full attention to get this down in a PDF file. Stay with me.

I can't thank you enough for all your supportive messages. You are all so right when reminding me that my paradise is to be sold for a great reason. We are finally, after 10 years in Switzerland as renters, aiming to purchase a property and become real home owners where we live. It has shown to be not as straight forward as we thought. With Jay being American it even complicates things. There are a lot of paperwork and procedures to understand. Lots of money thinking, budgeting and trying to figure out how we can make this happen.

The goal for the weekend was to meet with a realtor for a valuation of the house and to take part of our annual Autumn Cleaning Day in the community. It is a small community with a bout 22 house holds and we always have a great time getting together with rakes and machinery to clean up ditches, repair docks, cut down trees and tidy up our beach. Afterwards we always have hot dogs on the grill and some beverage, chatting about life in our neighbor hood. The news of me selling had already come out and many were sorry to see us sell our house. However, we will always continue to be a part of this fantastic community as we will continue our Sweden visits but stay at my brother's house instead. This is not the end. It is a new beginning I believe.

Kärlek
Annette

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