The build up to season is exciting. Expats and guests are gearing up to leave the cold for paradise. Those of us who return every year are in communication with each other and begin thinking about what we are packing, what we've promised to "carry" for our friends. We start dreaming about sun on our faces and sand between our toes.
There is allot to do when we arrive, love the pets first. They don't leave me alone. Harvey is their year round person, but the excitement is off the charts when I arrive. I wear long pants because the dogs can't help but jump on me to show their love. Find the dog treats. Settle everyone down. I'm sweating by now, because I've come from freezing weather.
Cats next. Meow. Meow. At some point we make it to the pool and bar, and all seven animals are in tow. Time for a Mai Tai, a swim and some reggae. I've made a new playlist. If guests arrive back from the beach, introductions and questions then I'm hungry.
LTU. my bestie, Opal makes the best margarita. Cheese Pizza.
So, we are off and running. Who will I meet this year? What great experiences are ahead? How will I handle the challenges? Will I get through my list of to-do's? It's a big one.
guest laundry
finishes- new kitchen
garden shed
tile 4 bathrooms
landscaping around new building
concrete steps/planters around new building
more dog enclosure with shade
new upholstery for outdoor furniture
sconces for gazebo
doors/curtain master bath barn
stone wall - cottage side
greeting pavillion behind blue gates
yoga deck beside wild coffee/over pit
Season. It's a wonderful thing. Can't wait to meet you.