No quarter given
A quarter. We have been here a quarter of a year. We arrived in Cyprus on the 21st of September, so today, the 22nd of December marks three months of #livingthedream.
There have been moments, far too many moments, of despair and pain. None of us, most of all Nero, deserved his end. Our house has been empty for three years, and this contributed to burglars targeting it and the elements wearing it down.
Hopefully, we’ve fixed the roof. We have a bedroom door again, a fence encircles us and we have greatly enhanced home security. It’s too early to declare victory over our septic tank, but we do seem to be winning.
Margaret’s sister, Adele is with us for an extended stay, including Christmas. She is a wonderful guest and we are having a lot of fun.
The youngest member of the family is a Shitzu-Poodle cross-breed (we think), Spice. She is settling in, and is as bright as a button. Spice too, is celebrating a quarter, as best we can guess, she is 12 weeks old. Perhaps it’s fate that she came to us.
This first quarter has not been all rainbows and unicorns. However, we keep on keeping on. Sipping coffee at the beach, in December gives us hope. Likewise, golfing in the sunshine is exactly what we had envisaged.
The New Year begins with two more months of winter, until the rain departs and the temperatures creep up. We will be focusing on our businesses, and building our new life in the sun.