(Repost from Jun 18th 2013)
Sitting here today with gloomy skies and thunder in the distance, trying to think of something to blog on, I seem to drift back over the last 9 months. Financial dominoes, a stroke (mild one), and moving all at the same time.
It is almost as if it has been surreal at times. Downsizing from 2400 sq ft to 900 sq ft, resulting in a 12X20 storage building filled with memories sitting in the back yard of a rental house in the big city.
I lived in the country for the last 13 years, always grumbling about the long rides into town for a loaf of bread or a movie. Now I sit within 5 minutes of either, and wish for the solitude and quiet nights of the woods and breezes again. It seems we humans can never be satisfied. I was just used to going outside and firing up a bonfire in my backyard, or roasting some hotdogs surrounded by 5 acres of quietness. Now I sit on my back porch and listen to the sounds of drunken parties one street over.
I will miss the whisper of the winds in the pines, and the beautiful cloak of rare snow covering everything.
One good thing is I can get from one end of the house to the other in a few steps. In our former home I had to walk 80 ft from the master bedroom to the Office I had set up.
The storage building is a jumble of boxes and things entangled is some type of weird mess. I lost things in the move when we were burglarized, still finding things missing. Weather station had the anemometer cups broken off, some other things were damaged in the move.
All in all though, you have to look at it as another chapter. Slowly turn that page, and read on looking for a good ending. I have a wonderful wife, some animals that love me, great kids and I have recovered from a stroke to enjoy computing, walking and many other things that many can’t enjoy.
I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.