I’m leaving here tomorrow afternoon. It will likely be a slow week for anyone looking for reading material in this blog. I’ve been feeling stretched like a deer skin over a hot fire at some ancient Native Indian camp. I’ve had to stop myself from crying and then I have cried over the stupidest things like something or other on TV. (Not even the excuse of a really sappy Bell commercial).
But, it is coming to a head. Much like a really nasty zit. It feels better when it finally pops and you just have that big red mark like a pit to hell on your face. At least everyone knows what that is and understands, maybe even has sympathy. When you’re just acting like a lunatic noone really understands and you have to try to keep it all to yourself. That or be given a nice, freshly pressed, natural fibre white jacket with really bad tailoring. Likely sewn by some other lunatic.
Anyway, tomorrow my brother is picking me up and taking me to Alliston. He thinks I’m just bringing whatever I need for the next couple of weeks. Plus my computer. I’m going to try to bring everything but the furniture, if I can. I just want this vagabonding to be over. Not that it really will. But, I can take it in steps and not think about having at least two more moves in the future.
So, that is the story of the day.
I am looking forward to next week. I will have a car again. True gas is not cheap but at least I can get out and not think about how many buses I will be waiting for or where they connect and what I can get done along the route. There is just so much extra planning for bus travel.
I’m going to meet Pete (maybe) and Lee-Ann for sure. I am looking forward to both. I will show the photos of the sites we find. I just know Lee-Ann is going to love the one out by the Zoo, if I can remember where it was. 🙂 I think I can.