In two weeks exactly we plan on leaving. I've not had the time or desire to search or think or plan. Now that my september art sale is done I can focus everything on packing and cleaning. We are having perfect weather: cold, rainy, chance of snow. So no distraction with wanting to play wiffle ball, go for long hikes or dealing with all the mowing.
I marvel at how it has been the most quiet here that I can remember for this time of year. We have pretty much been left alone, few visitors staying at the house, to my amazement, even the gardener has become a ghost of herself . The days zip by faster than ever and there really isn't much to think or talk about. So my blog gets a rest from my rants. And I hope that when I get to Texas my life opens up and while I know I will have challenges, I hope I no longer have the same frustrations and road blocks that I've experienced here. I know nothing is ever perfect but I find it hard to complain right now when I'm getting my 'sign' from the universe. I've been wanting to know what to do/where to go for over a year now, and the warmth and encouragement I've gotten so far from the people in Huntsville has superseded ANYTHING I could have imagined. It is very sobering to have that screaming voice inside my head completely silenced. I'm going to enjoy it while I can!