March 10, 2005
First, We Quit Our Jobs...
Lesser Bird of Paradise Golden Variety
As I was putting books away today I came across a book that Woody and I read with great eagerness prior to our move here. This is Marilyn Abraham's classic
"First WE Quit Our Jobs...or how one work driven couple got on the road to a new life. " After a series of carrer setbacks and realizing that they werent getting any younger they sold their home gave up the kitties (not doing that) and took off in a 29 ft Winnie Brave and saw America. I like the concept. So I am re reading... and enjoying every bit of it.
Its been quiet here I did wash and got most of the stuff out of what was once my office. Tomorrow its the garage and the boxes and boxes of stuff from the store, which I need ot make a decision about and then start to taken yet more photos and all of that sort of stuff. I was a unbelievable packrat and sentimentalist... wanting to leave some sort of pictorial legacy to my yet unborn... Oh my word get a life and dump it now... Dont wait till you are 70 and have 28,000 boxes of the crap like my much missed mother in law who saved every thing little Woody did in school... (He's so funny... hell be going through a box and I will hear "God, Mom..." or "What the... Hoku what do you suppose this is and do I need to keep it?" NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOO dont keep it...
no I have to say that to myself over and over again...
Because a million boxes of old stuff will not fit in my new life, no matter if its little blue house in Conroe or little cheap manufactured but securely bolted to the foundation in Sarasota, or like my secret dream... a Mini Winnie and the wide road in front of me....
Oh well since I have to take Woody I will need the bigger Winnie
Seriously I have been trying to blog via email but it seems like that application just really isnt very good hardly seems to work but Ive not tried to use Gmail and maybe that will work better...
The cats miss Woody terribly they meow and sit on his side of the bed and just look at me like... "everything is disapering and we know its YOUR fault, as you are always loading things out of here.... now just put him back!" Woke me up every hour on the hour with meow and looks like WELLL arent you going to do what we want...? I just pet them and tell them to lay back down... sigh...
I feel more positive about moving and all today I am relieved and glad to not be worried about the store any more. Being home was my heart anyway and where I hope I can spend more time in the future.
