Moving along

This has been a very busy couple of weeks.  We returned from our short holiday On Saturday and spent the next two days cleaning and shifting boxes.

And now we have done it!  We are sleeping in our own bed for the first time in over 3 years!  It's amazing how wonderful a mattress can feel.  And to be honest, there is nothing like good sheets.  At the end of the day, it is a pleasure to sink into bed.  It really is the little things that matter the most. I wake up in the morning with no back pain and even my hips are not hurting as much.  And the room is just nice.  It's open and bright.  I loved our room in the castle.  Especially the view of the old church through the window, but this is ours.  We made it together.  George has installed a projector so we can watch our nightly movie in greater comfort.  I think he's in heaven now.

Yes, those are bananas hanging from the bedside. There is also a small refrigerator filled with my iced coffee and his orange juice.  The kitchen is 2 floors down and he's gotten used to breakfast in bed.  This makes it easier for me.  

Sadly, our Turkish sauna isn't finished yet because the man doing the pavers decided they didn't need to be sloped or installed properly so the floor cut our feet, and the water didn't drain.  We are now getting it redone using the same marble we have on the seat in there.  Sadly though, we have used all the existing Carrara marble in the local area and are waiting for a new batch to be brought in.  Until then, we shower in the room next door.  

Speaking of marble, we are doing a little upgrade to all of the windows.  Each of the sills here in the Palace are made of a local red stone that can never come clean and flakes if you put anything on it.  We have decided to cover them with the same marble used in the sauna.  A beautiful continuity throughout our home.  So far we have finished the kitchen and our bedroom suite.  I can't wait to get the other 30 (!wow! I just counted) windows done.  It will look beautiful. And yes, that is a monkey you see resting there.

The designer of the three rooms (I've mentioned how much I don't like his work in the past) has yet to send us the design for the steps to the bathroom so I've cancelled the order that was placed at least 6 months ago and am taking matters into my own hands.  We shall see how well my idea works.  Stay tuned.

The kitchen is finally unboxed.  Mostly.  I'm sure another box or two will show up as I can see I'm missing a few pans and quite a lot of cast iron.  For now, I can cook and am very happy.  At some point I will have to have a carpenter come in and do something with the heavy sliding doors that were installed.  If I can't move them at 50-something, how will I be able to move them at 80?  

Daniel did an amazing job on the pantry and I have almost finished moving everything over.  In another day or two I should be finished. Everything is labeled and I can see what we have.  No more wasting food because I had it in a cupboard down low that needed to have everything pulled out to see.

On Monday I got an itch and George and I installed "the flower" in the second floor entrance. It looks as though it were made purposefully for this spot.   Again we are very pleased.  The view at night is amazing.

The Puzzle Palace mosaic was installed by the masons who did the work in the kitchen.  Tell me why I don't like it....

And Tuesday morning I finally used the gym for the first time since we bought the castle in 2021.  I have great legs from walking all of the stairs, but not so much on the arms.  

Each day we do a little bit more.  The green room is almost finished.  The scaffolding has arrived and the Great Wall of China will soon be erected.  The billiards room is set up waiting for a table.  The breakfast bar is in place as is the wine and beer bar.  The rods have been purchased to install the Lovers in their new home. We've had a wonderful lunch in the biergarten

and have played a game or two of Eurorails on our game tables.  Our plan is to be done by October.  It looks like we just might be.

Happy Holidays!

 This is a sort of year end round-up.  We've had many visitors since the last update.  Rick and Mary Anne spent one short night in the castle on their way around Europe.  

A nice couple from Australia arrived and spent 3 nights or so with us.  

We've played Babbo Natale, and have entertained many of the residents of Panicale.

My youngest daughter and her lifelong school friend have come over for a holiday.  

Oh, and did I mention hamster socks?

Time has just slipped away from me.  Keeping up with the blog has not been a priority this month.  

Work progresses in Italian time on our home.  We did manage to get MOST of the kitchen put in place but seem to be stalled when it comes to the plumbing.  

Our plumber is so backed up we don't know when he will be coming to finish the Master Bathroom and Kitchen.  When he does, I've been told the rest of the work can be completed quickly.  (Italian quick that is.)

We are currently in Rome for a short holiday with the Bug before she returns home.  She and I were last here 10 years ago and we opted to revisit a few places we didn't enjoy as much when her father was in the picture.  The Colosseum was as ancient as ever.  

Give Trevi Fountain a miss.  Trust me.  Now that they charge to see it, the crowds are much worse than before if you can believe that.  

George's workshop move in has begun.  The benches have all been epoxied a beautiful blue (and red) and the laser cutters and 3D printers are installed.  

Our delivery room is being repurposed as a double office.  We've given up on ever having Antonio put in the door code entry and since I too need an office (I'm tired of running up and down the stairs to get paperwork from the 1st to the 3rd floor) so this room is now it.  

We managed to find yet another missing Berrocal Piece.

I continue to unbox puzzles.  The third floor of the Palace is completed and are filled to the brim with puzzles and Lego.  The second floor guest rooms are almost finished now.  Once these are done, it's on to the great wall of China.  

I wish you all a very Happy, Healthy, and Prosperous New Year.  

Prague and home again.

This has been a month.  As have all of them I guess.  Does the definition of a month change?  Depending on your perspective; yes.  So what made this month more special than any other month?  Why it's friends, travel, and puzzles of course.

I had initially thought not to write about this, but a single sentence from Oskar has caused me to change my mind.  (That and a good spreadsheet.)  We were talking one night and he said what I was going to do would be a lie.  He's right.  So here goes...

DCD, Prague, and more

I've been going to DCD since 2013 and have no plans to stop.  It has always been a highlight of the puzzling year.  This year was no exception.  George and I took off for the Netherlands and as is our norm, stopped in Como and Baden Baden on the way to Oskar's.  Sadly, this time we took the van as we had a few things to pick up.  This just makes for a slightly uncomfortable ride for George and an aching clutch knee for me.  

Well, you read about that in the last set of ramblings so I won't do it again.  On to Prague.  

We drove 9 hours across Germany to Prague on Monday following DCD.  Our purpose?  To see that darned clock!  No.  Yes.  Sort of.  We were there to pick up yet another puzzle collection.  I had picked up 1/2 of it in days prior and went back to get the rest.  The van was packed to the gills!  

Literally.  I did manage to pack in some pepitas and a case of Pilsner Urquell for George.  Every square inch of that van was packed.  My seat was permanently locked in place and I had to squeeze out sideways from behind the steering wheel. On the return trip George was more comfortable as he had legroom.  This trip was a quick in and out.  

After picking up the puzzles, I went for a wander around the town.  There I finally saw the astronomical clock.  It's been on my list of must do things since I was in elementary school.  As an adult, I marveled at the ingenuity of the original clock makers, but honestly, it's a clock.  Beautiful, but a clock.  

I would have been remiss if I hadn't walked across the Charles Bridge and took a few photos of the beautiful buildings of the city.

Later I wandered around the town, visited a few lego shops, bought a few puzzles, saw the sunflower door (over-rated) and found a beautiful peacock set of windows.  

That evening we had dinner with a friend.  Sadly, George took a dark beer instead of the Pils and I had wine.  Excellent meat though!  We discussed puzzles of course, but over the night, I let slip that my MPhil is in History (It was supposed to be a PhD but I had this kid named Katherine and I opted to take the lower degree rather than do the re-writes-she was premature by 3 months and at the time it seemed more important to take care of her), namely the 30 years war, and more specifically the move away from isolationism.  (Sadly, American's don't seem to learn from History-but this isn't a political post.) Anyway, I asked where the window was.  Next thing we knew, we had a private tour booked for the next morning.  

We met our guide at around noon (I let George have a long over due lie-in) and off we went.  He gave us some wonderful information on the building up of the city that I did not know, then we left to go see the window.  

Now, I'm not bragging, but even the tour guide said I knew more about this aspect of Czech history than he did.  He even learned a thing or two about the country during that period of time.  I'm glad we used him though, had it not been for him, I would have never found the window that overshadowed 4 years of my life.  

No one was thrown out that day.  The arch to the right is the entrance to some public bathrooms.  Only fitting as one of the tales is that the ministers were flung out the windows and survived by landing in a pile of dung.

Once the tour was over George and I headed into town to go to a puzzle shop I have known about for most of my adult life and it did not disappoint.  But first, we stopped to have an authentic Czech sushi lunch.  

At the puzzle shop I did my usual "If I don't have it I will buy it" routine, and darn, this time it was a win for the shop.  We walked away with 6 bags!  Where was I going to put those in the van?  (I unbaggged everything and slid puzzles into any corner I could find.) I highly recommend the HRAS - the world of board games and puzzles for anyone going to Prague.  The shop while on the small side, holds so many wonderful puzzles and games, and the owner was just the nicest man.  Once he realized who we were, he became very enthusiastic and kept pointing out things to George.  It was well worth the visit. 

From there, we headed back to Italy.  8 hours later and we were at our hotel for the night.  We opted to have dinner in the hotel that night and I have to say a few things. First, Venison should never be cooked well.  Second, Chocolate has no right to be paired with pasta.  Third, the best wine in the world is in Italy.  George ordered a tartare and it was amazing.  

The next morning we drove back home.  Parked the van and our lovely Antonio and Elena were waiting for us.  We gave hugs all around and then unloaded.  

The drive and all of the excitement took it out of me and I was miserable sick. George went to Dahlia's concert the next evening alone.  I slept. Alfonso came to visit us from France and we gave him a tour of the place. It has changed a lot since the last time he was here.  He really enjoyed the IPP room and would have spent all day there if there wasn't so much more to show.  

We had a few non puzzling friends over for dinners.  Life goes on.  

This year we were asked to dress for halloween and in typical Roxanne fashion we went all out. The dungeon was decorated, candy was purchased, as was Prosecco and the puzzles were placed on the tables.  We ran out of candy 1/2 hour in and I had to raid all of the guest bedrooms and the extra stash.  The Prosecco we bought plenty of.  

A good time was had by all and as is normal, after we wandered into the square for dinner and a chat with a few locals.  After a laugh over a cappuccino we were refereed to as the count and countessa (the usual titles for the past castle nobility).  I corrected him and said I was the discount.  The name has stuck.  This morning I walked past the bar and the owner greeted me with a hearty laugh and a "buon giorno Sconto!"  I just love living here.

There has been much work done in the palace.  The kitchen cabinets are mostly up, the hood range is in and the pizza oven is mostly finished.  

The upper floor has had the shelving brackets installed, and the laundry room is 90% done.  The dead cat room has had a gutter installed and the main entrance to the castle has had drains put in place.  The dead cat room walls have been plastered over, the keys have been put in place to ensure it doesn't fall over.  The list goes on and on.  I am really beginning to be able to see the light at the end of the tunnel.  We were hoping to be in by Thanksgiving.  I realized last month this would be impossible.  The goal of Christmas this year is also out the window as the master bedroom and bath are still a construction zone with unfinished walls, lose wires, and concrete floors.  But I can see the end.  I really can.  The palace is starting to feel warm and homey.  It is no longer just a dull shell of a building.  

From now until Christmas we have no free time.  No trips planned, just guests and of course Babbo Natale  e il suo elfo.