It is very strange to own a bed and breakfast and not meet your guests.
Last Wednesday, I had some minor foot surgery that I’d been putting off awhile. Doctor’s orders were that I remain in bed or in a chair where I could keep my foot elevated for at least 5 days. Me, off my feet!?! Difficult even to imagine. But it’s not like I don’t have capable help. I do the cooking here at A Butler’s Manor, but those who’ve read A Butler’s Life know that Chris used to prepare and serve multi-course gourmet dinners. So aided by our able housekeeper Kristen, Chris (easily) handled the breakfasts and enjoyed our weekend guests. Back in our quarters, I could hear bursts of laughter from the dining room. And felt a little left out…though I did get a lot of restorative downtime. And I certainly couldn’t complain about the the sound of birdsong, nor of the view of the budding trees and spring blooms outside my window that I had the time to sit and enjoy.
Bonus of living with a classically-trained butler (not to mention a wonderful husband!): I got the full silver service treatment…meals in bed, cups of tea, a laptop and a phone and a pile of books to keep me occupied (and immobile). Yeah!
I’m back to work now, though still in my “boot” — not quite to speed yet, but healing nicely, thank you, and looking forward to flip flop season!
(Special note to the lovely guests I missed meeting this time: I look forward to your next visit!)
Quote of the Day: Swallow your pride occasionally, it’s non-fattening! ~Author Unknown