Saturday, February 04, 2012

Ready, Set,...........

Bags are packed, ready to go, just waiting for the plane to leave the to speak

Tomorrow at 8:30 we depart the house which is no longer our house - all that we love most is packed away in plastic boxes, surrounded by bubble wrap or protected by moth proofing.

No longer does it feel like home; I can't imagine how folks who live in hotels all their working lives manage. How can they feel comfy with everyone elses stuff but none of their own surrounding them. Clean, neat, smells good, and empty of any history..a house is not a home, a lived in environment full of memories, stacked with goodies representing funny, frustrating, amazing, boring life experiences is a home..

Catch the northern hemisphere denizen very you..