It’s only ten o’clock in the morning and I felt like I’ve crossed three times zones. First it was the crack of dawn and clearing, then it was rainy and cloudy, and by the time I got to the diagnostic lab it cloudy and foggy. Now that I’m back home (at least till mid-December) it’s cloudy, damp, and cold. But my weather app claims it’s not supposed to rain till tomorrow, but if you know me you know how much I own stock in that.
It feels like any other Wednesday with the exception of some out of town contractors having already left for the holiday. I remember doing contract work and getting the long holiday off. Clearing out the motel room for the long drive home. Trying to spend as much time as I could with my family, before making the long lonely ride back to the job site. Boots is wrestling with the fringed stings of an old throw blanket I washed getting ready for our big move.
Our lives feel a bit nomadic in that every ten years or so we pull up stakes and move someplace totally different. Without genuine roots moving feels like you’re always leaving apart of yourself. Maybe it something as simple as an old pair of shoes or an old hotel receipt from that summer vacation. Mementos that for a moment made you feel like somebody and not just a visitor in town. So while this next move is again a temporary residence with a one year lease. We’ll do the best we can to truly feel at home.
It feels like any other Wednesday with the exception of some out of town contractors having already left for the holiday. I remember doing contract work and getting the long holiday off. Clearing out the motel room for the long drive home. Trying to spend as much time as I could with my family, before making the long lonely ride back to the job site. Boots is wrestling with the fringed stings of an old throw blanket I washed getting ready for our big move.
Our lives feel a bit nomadic in that every ten years or so we pull up stakes and move someplace totally different. Without genuine roots moving feels like you’re always leaving apart of yourself. Maybe it something as simple as an old pair of shoes or an old hotel receipt from that summer vacation. Mementos that for a moment made you feel like somebody and not just a visitor in town. So while this next move is again a temporary residence with a one year lease. We’ll do the best we can to truly feel at home.
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