My parents went to Connecticut on Tuesday for a week to visit our cousins there for a birthday party and they asked us to house & dog sit for the week at their place as well as get my brother back and forth to school every day. We came over Tuesday night to stay for the week. I love their place. It’s actually owned by one of the cousins she’s visiting and her husband.
The house is 170 years old, built in 1849. I wrote about its resident ghost Ethel here a few months back. It’s such a lovely old house but cold and drafty I have not been able to get warm since we’ve been here. I also have a bit of a break from work since my mom won’t be officially training me to be her office manager until she comes back.