Will we ever be free again?
I've spent this morning catching up on travel blogs, and it makes me pine for the time when we were free. The idea that if the mood strikes us, we can leave and search for a new place to be.
It's been interesting entertaining our friends. They love the area and can't understand why we want to leave. Sometimes, I look at it and can't quite grasp it either. The area is quite diverse and truly beautiful. It's just that after sixty plus years, I want something else. Like turquoise skies, red rocks and endless horizons.
I really do feel like we're trapped here. We've done a lot on the house, but it seems like there is so much more to do, will we ever get through it all?
I miss waking up with that sense of adventure, places never seen before, people who love the lifestyle right outside my door, DRY WEATHER!
Yes, it's raining again, and that may have something to do with my mood . . .
Also, the fact that we haven't been able to take things to the auction house. We're hoping next week. Moving things out of the house really gives me a sense of accomplishment.
Sorry, I just needed to vent.