Progress

Friday, 4^th May

I met with my accountant today. The deposit has arrived. I have had a few people interested in some furniture, and had gotten back to them and arranged for some items to be picked up today. I had lunch with P/L. They had a postcard from Ben from Dalarna! I told them about the new tenants. They do not remember the guy. He was not in the close group of friends, and they were not really involved with Arne's friends. Their friendship with Arne was separate. He has decided to buy all of the gear we have at the flat. I have made him a good price. They will move in in mid June, they live in South Africa at the moment. I went to the gym, and then had some more buyers to get some furniture. It was quite sad to see it go, but I am happy that I can help young people starting out with some good quality second hand furniture. I will be very sad not to be at the flat any more. We had a good time here earlier this year. This is where I have lived for a very long time. I had 2 previous boyfriends stay here often. Ben had his first home here. Anyway, we are happy at the house! And we can always end the tenancy and move back, if we change our mind!

Ben is coming home tomorrow! I was just tidying up after dinner (another helping from the freezer), when he rang. He asked if it is ok if he comes back. Of course it is! He asked how I have coped. I did ok. He sounded happy, but kept himself short again. He passed me on to my aunt. She explained that he was playing a board game with the kids and they are allowed to stay up a bit longer to finish the game. She told me what they had been up to. He has helped around the farm and the kids and Dog loved having him there. He helped with milking, but realised soon that some jobs were too physical for him. He helped her get the cottage ready for holiday makers, and she had to stop him cleaning it to operating theatre sterile standards. She says he has been eating well, he was hungry due to all the fresh air and work. She mentioned before she even knew he was coming she had found a stuffed toy of mine, washed it and had it ready. She gave it to me when I moved there after my mother died and I remember it well. She had put it on Ben's bed. He loved having it, especially when she told him it used to be mine. One evening she came past his room and could hear him talking. At first she thought he was on the phone, but the reception is so bad, it was unlikely. Then she thought he was talking in his sleep. She peeked around the open door and could see him talking to the stuffed toy, addressing it as Owe, telling it about his day! Oh, my darling! We finished the conversation and I cried. After I calmed down I noticed we never talked about what time he will arrive. So I phoned back, and Trude answered. She explained they had not decided on a train, they go frequently enough. Is it ok to phone me and let me know once he is on the train? Of course, it is fine.

I was so excited, I could not settle. I ended up sorting through some boxes of toys in the playroom. I threw a whole box of plugs and dildos away. Did some poor anus really take those? I will ask Ben to have a look through some stuff and maybe sort it out. There are some items we never use.