Monday, September 19, 2016
I am perpetually tired. I know I need some very long and real time off and away. I would love to spend a week in San Francisco just lying about a grand hotel and walking the streets with my camera. Some days in San Francisco, some in Berkeley, or rather at the Claremont Spa and Resort. I stayed there for a few days on my last trip, and it was marvelous. Ten days, not a week. I want ten days.
That would be an expensive vacation.
My buddy just bought a new house. It is a beaut. It is not too grand or ostentatious, but it has a multi-level pool that is enclosed by palms and shrubs so that it is something of a grotto. The pool is visible from every room so that every room seems larger than it is. I went with him to buy the super-big leather couch at Restoration Hardware that I wish I had a big enough room for. I would never leave that couch. My buddy needed some other things from RH, too.
He recently bought an old Ford Bronco and had the seats restored in leather. He bought a Triumph motorcycle and is thinking of getting a BMW. I can't say I'm not envious.
Oh. . . he doesn't work in a factory.
But I'm O.K. I need a roof, some insulation. . . .
I won't get that vacation. There is worse coming. Might as well get used to it. Still. . . I want my Golden Spoon.
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