Thursday, August 27

I was attacked last night! We changed bedrooms and moved into the one with the double bed. At night the cover and I had it out. It wouldn’t stay on! Two in the morning and I’m fighting with the damn cover. While discussing the bed allow me to explain. This is a double bed that is glued together, has duct tape holding things in place and is probably quite old. The bed has three mattresses on it making it about four feet high to climb into. I call it Mount Mattress. You need an oxygen mask to sleep in it! And if there was any hope of mounting something other than the mattress I would need a football helmet to protect my head. Because Mount Mattress is only about eight inches away from the rapidly sloping ceiling. Get the picture?

To make matters worse the bed is short. I am six feet two inches tall and the bed is five feet eight inches long. I have six inches of something that is going to hang over. Usually that is my feet; however Mount Mattress has a large wood frame at the bottom of the bed. Normally feet would go under the frame but because of the height of the mattresses my feet hit the frame.

Now a sane and reasonable person would just take one of the mattresses off. Brenda says “no”, so that’s that. Grin and bear it.

I put Dennis to work weed whacking the north trail and I cut the grass around the lighthouse. Brenda hosted quite a few visitors. Margie and Brenda cleaned the lighthouse and the museum. Connie from FOSI arrived with some friends. They walked some trails, had lunch and enjoyed the afternoon. Friends Sam and Betty West and Rick and Jennifer Johnson from Berlin, Md arrived a little later with enough food for three weeks. They came a day earlier than expected because of Tropical Storm Danny. Everyone was impressed with the island. The girls all worked together and we enjoyed a feast of lobsters and each other’s company. Everyone had a long day and we turned in around 2100.