Lessons To Be Learned

It takes me awhile, but sometimes I DO learn from my own mistakes.  This lesson was one about patience and being compulsive.  I awoke yesterday feeling all energetic, did some wash, straightened up, mopped the floors (even though I just did it the day before), mastered the clothes line from hell hanging out the window I can barely reach, and settled in to do some sketching.  It was a cold and windy day, good for drying sheets.  I got myself all settled, opened the doors looking out to the village, assembled my art supplies, threw a blanket across my lap against the cold, and started.  I was about 15 minutes into a great sketch, if I do say so myself, when a HUGE gust of wind blew through the house - and right into the fireplace which of course has no screen or doors or anything.  ASH all over my bright white table cloths, pillows and my clean floors!  What an idiot.  Took off the blanket, collected all the cloths, got the mop and started all over again.  Lesson?  Don't be so compulsive about your environment, because it's going to change in a heartbeak anyway!

Lesson two - trying to find the patience to determine WHY I can't upload photos to the blog anymore.  Obviously it worked before, but not now.  I keep getting frustrated by the slow internet, I tried switching to Google Chrome but have somehow gotten trapped there, regular google sends me an error that this function is not supported by my browser.  These are things I would normally cry to David about and he would swoop in and save the day.  Not so here in Italy.  Lesson?  Slow down, find some patience and keep trying.  Not my strong suit. 

I am venturing out today.  Tired of being the hermit.  The sun is shining and there are many hill towns to discover.  I will most likely get lost but I think I have a system for finding my way back.  We'll see.

Hopefully, there will be some photos here one day soon.  Bye for now.