Saturday
Today was the day…
We went to the beach and had a swim. The water was about 13. While I was swimming, the guests who were checking out today also came down and we had a really good chat with them about their experience in the Seaview apartment. They loved it and had very little negative to say except the table top stove was very slow and not really good for cooking. You had to be very patient! They went on to check out and left the place clean and tidy. Not long after, they also left us with a lovely review.
I had a video call with Stacey and then cleaned our apartment. Mike had started cleaning the Seaview apartment. By the time we walked out the door to go to friends for dinner, the rental unit was ready for the next guests and our apartment was spic and span as well. We had done 3 loads of laundry. It was that kind of day – beautiful sunny and warm – the washing dried quickly.
When Mike came up from downstairs, I asked him if he checked for purple nickers! He said he had! This is going to be how we ask if under the bed has been checked. We will always say, ‘did you check for purple nickers?’ A friend of mine has an Airbnb unit and was marked 4 stars for cleaning (instead of 5) because ‘items of clothing were found under the bed.’ She thought it could have been her sons as he had stayed there, but instead she found the offending article was a pair of purple nickers. If you have a rental unit, always check under the bed!
We came home from dinner a short while ago and as we drove past where the steps go up to the blue cottage, I noticed the cars lights were on. Groan! They will have a very flat battery in the morning. You can’t un-know stuff like that. It would worry me the whole night long that their car lights were on and I did nothing about it. We decided to go home and see if the blue cottage lights were on. They were – it was lit up like a Christmas tree. It was getting close to 9pm. With my rugged new shoes on, I scrambled through our fence with my torch lighting my way. It’s one thing doing this route in the day time, but at night it’s more hazardous because there is a massive hole in the next door plot.
Mike watched me go, calling for me to ‘mind the hole’. I called back in the still warmth of the night, “I’m minding the hole”. I gave him a running commentary of my progress until eventually I was just below the blue cottage and started calling up to them. Eventually, a man came out and I told him his car lights were on. “Oh really!” he said. “Thank you so much for coming to tell me!” I told him where I lived and made the return trip, minding the hole as I went. These walking shoes of mine are so much better at getting up and down that uneven path than my trainers.
It’s such a balmy evening. Mike has been out on the balcony in his t-shirt and it’s nearly 9:30pm.
Time to wrap up for the day.
Isaiah 55:6
Seek the Lord while He may be found; call on Him while He is near.
The best is yet to come – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Helga xx 🙂