Bathing in a Pasta Pot
Okay, so I don’t actually fit in a pasta pot, but I did heat water from the stove and carry it into the shower where I took a nice hot sponge bath. It’s day 3 (or is it 4…I can’t keep track) in Lindingo Sweden and we’ve yet to get the hot water working. Apparently everyone in Sweden goes on vacation in July, so it’s considered an “Emergency Call” to get a technician to come to the house to fix things and even then it will take some time:)
We did manage to buy train tickets today and ride the train to the largest grocery store on the island, Willy’s, similar to “Giant.” It involved some hiking, and carrying Maggie part of the way, but we made it. The selection of fresh fruit and vegetables was nice but expensive, although I’ve yet to figure out the exchange rate so I just pay what they tell me, “6 fuji apples for 22,30 SE…sure, why not.” For a while we stood staring at the selection of hot chocolate, trying to figure out which one to buy. Being that it was a 60 degree windy day with some rain, we felt like we needed hot chocolate, that and some Haribo gummies. There was an entire aisle full of gummies, not just Coke gummies and gummy bears, but gummies in the shape of fried eggs, peaches and frogs too! We each got a pack and hopefully they’re going to last because I don’t know how soon we’ll be taking the train to the store again.
The temporary house we’re in is lovely, shaped like a box with windows everywhere–long rectangular ones, some large that slide open, others high on the wall and in the stairwell that offer lots of natural lighting. Since it’s summer and stays light till almost midnight we don’t need much else to light the house. We are still living out of our 12 suitcases filled with summer clothes from California that so far haven’t had much use, and a few toys and books. I sat on the couch today to lounge after lunch and Maggie asked me, “Mommy, what are you doing?” I told her “relaxing,” and realized it was a new verb for her vocabulary. Until now I haven’t taught her the art of truly relaxing, the kind where you read a magazine as you sip a hot chocolate and afterward fall asleep for good 20-30 minute nap. It was strange sitting down not having anything pressing, nowhere to go, no cellphone to check, no TV or even internet. But it was lovely, just sitting, watching the birch trees bend in the wind, reading about recipes I’ll never make and good advice about cleaning I’ll never use. Mindful and lovely. I ask you…when was the last time you really relaxed?