Ahead of myself.
I'm getting ahead of myself. Ahead of the circumstances that life is currently affording me. You see, in the course of my daily duties at work, instead of having my mind fixed on the task at hand (tedious as it is), all my mind keeps going back to is moving back home to Maine.
I want to start making plans right now, and I am at the very least eleven months ahead of when I can begin reasonably and logically doing so. I want to start considering how to sell our house. I want to start perusing the want ads of the Portland Press Herald. I want to start looking at condos and lofts on Realtor.com with an eye toward making a purchase.
I want to start writing lists.
I am feeling a homeward pull so strong that it's almost a physical thing. Does anyone recall reading The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, where it describes the little tiny vibration that people feel, the strength of which is determined by how many miles from the place of one's birth that person is? And how Ford Prefect, having been born on a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse, feels less a tiny vibration, and more a startling shock to his system?
Yeah, it's like that.
I want to start making plans right now, and I am at the very least eleven months ahead of when I can begin reasonably and logically doing so. I want to start considering how to sell our house. I want to start perusing the want ads of the Portland Press Herald. I want to start looking at condos and lofts on Realtor.com with an eye toward making a purchase.
I want to start writing lists.
I am feeling a homeward pull so strong that it's almost a physical thing. Does anyone recall reading The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, where it describes the little tiny vibration that people feel, the strength of which is determined by how many miles from the place of one's birth that person is? And how Ford Prefect, having been born on a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of Betelgeuse, feels less a tiny vibration, and more a startling shock to his system?
Yeah, it's like that.
Been there, Laura. I lived away from my roots/home for several years (I live in Iowa and moved to San Francisco).
The longer I was away, the more taut the line the kept me connected to 'home' became, until one day (after a trauma with a guy, who would guess???), it just jerked me hard and said 'Jean, get the hell home where you belong.'
And so I did. And the piece of the puzzle that was missing in me for those years slid back into place. I hope it all works out for you.
Posted by
Anonymous |
8:22 AM
Jean - EXACTLY. You describe exactly how I'm feeling. Thanks for your well wishes!
Posted by
Laura |
8:44 AM
oh man. don't start looking at those condos or lofts. i do that sometimes (i'd like to live two towns over but we can't sell for another three years or so) and i get very caught up in things i see; i make excuses for why i should buy RIGHT NOW OMG and in the end it just makes it worse.
Posted by
Crys |
9:24 AM