There has been plenty to blog about both good and bad.... serene peaceful days counterbalanced with some ailments; funeral services offset with joyful mornings in the garden; loving pets and a few annoying critters; physical distance between family and dinners with friends; chores done in the Louisiana August heat and languid afternoons in the pool.... it's all been part of the last 10 days. But somehow I just haven't been able to write.
Does anyone else who blogs ever have times when it gets progressively harder with each passing day to return to the keyboard and type out what you are seeing, feeling and experiencing?
Something snagged inside me last week and I allowed the gloom to creep in and get a foothold.
I'll step into the internet confessional now..... At the beginning of the summer, we hit the one year mark of having the house up for sale. I've tried hard not to let that anniversary bother me.
But the truth? ...... It bothered me.
It's a royal pain having our house not sell. It's wearing and it's taxing to the spirit.
It's as though I've got something that nobody wants..... something that I love and see beauty in.... something that I've poured my heart into for the past quarter of century and now is just a flat one dimensional listing on the MLS.
We've had about 18 showings spread out over the past 15 months and although the place gets consistently rave reviews it hasn't sold and so we're still here carrying on the daily business of taking care of the house and land.
Each date on the calendar serves to remind me that I didn't think I'd experience another summer, July Fourth, blueberry season, fig season, start of school etc in Louisiana. And conversely I didn't think that I'd spend another year NOT experiencing those events for the first time in Virginia.
There I said it.... whew, I feel better!
The blog ice has been broken....
And now it's time to saddle up my pony and keep plugging along down the road until one day I get to that fork that I keep expecting!
Thanks for listening!