It was a chore day on Thursday and we went downtown to check the Post Office for mail, fill up our phone for a month ($10) and price freezers & sideboards. All of the freezers we saw were too large for our needs. Prices were between $500 - $700 for the smallest ones, which was OK but even the smallest were too big. We saw a sideboard in a store that Shelley liked but it was too big as well. To get one custom made in the same style but slightly smaller would be about $400. We went home to chew on that information.
Shelley made a cracker/chocolate confection on Friday for Brian to take to a large house warming that he was going to on Saturday. Later on we took a walk down Doce de Abril and dropped into a stationery store to price oil paints & a canvas. To buy all the supplies, including paint, canvas, brushes, cleaners, etc. it worked out to be about $50. We then headed past the University and visited the Vega shop semi looking for a sideboard. We found a cabinet, in our fish motif no less, for about $200. We didn't pick it up as Shelley wanted to "eye" the apartment with this unusually shaped piece of furniture in mind first. Then we walked down to Tamariz street, stopped at a nursery there and picked up a new mini-tree for our balcony garden to replace a vine that had tried valiantly but just didn't succeed. The mini-tree cost $4.50 and we caught a cab home rather than carry it the many blocks back to our apartment. After eyeing the space next to our dining table, we decided we'd go back to the Vega shop next week and pick up the the unit. Shelley's going to think awhile about a project before investing any money in paint supplies.
Those of you who read the blog on a regular basis understand that an afternoon nap is something fairly important to Brian. We cut social obligations short, plan our days around it, have trained Fredi to nap at the same time and also be a watch dog for the nap, alerting Brian with droopy ears & eyelids that the time has come. Although Shelley doesn't nap, she uses nap time creatively working on the computer, trying out new recipes, reading, doing art projects, all those things that require alone time, sometimes hard to get. Brian's nap time has been a lifelong characteristic, getting a stronger hold when he worked the morning shift on radio for several years and had to get up at 3 a.m. Napping took on a whole new dimension when he worked 12 hour shifts, 4 days on 4 days off, rotating between the day & night shift. During this period in our lives we also developed a strong tie to a calendar, having no idea what day of the week it was without one. It also provides fodder for conversation in that Brian often remembers his dreams from nap time. Into retirement now, nap time has become a reward only reluctantly traded for a few very special obligations. We have to go now...because you guessed it, it's nap time.