Alright, alright, call me crazy (or lazy), but last night is the first night in awhile that we haven't had any guests and it feels so good. I know this whole b&b thing is a dream of mine and I should want guests, and I do want guests, but it is just nice to have a morning off.
Don't get me wrong here, I'm really enjoying running the bed and breakfast. As much as I might initially flinch at welcoming new strangers into our home, by the end of breakfast, I usually like the guests enough that I wish they would stay for another night or even forever. (It's a different story when it comes to the Swiss people who smoked in the bedroom, but let's not get into that now...). I like when they like the pancakes or whatever else we've made them for breakfast, I like when they compliment us on how we've decorated or on how fantastically old the house is (even though I don't really have much to do with that). I like hearing their stories and telling them where to go in Acadia, because they are, almost inevitably, going to Acadia.
But alas, I think I might be too much of a creature of habit for this business to work for me in the long-term...I'm so happy to wake up and not have to worry about entertaining somebody. I'm so happy to sit here and sip my coffee for as long as I want. Not having that voice in the back of my head telling me I should be cutting up kiwis for fruit salad or preparing whatever else we're making for breakfast that day. I am so happy to watch the morning news again. It is nice to have a peaceful morning to myself. To sit back, breathe and enjoy. To know that if I wash any sheets at all today, they will be my own. Ahhh.
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