Yesterday’s round of baseboard painting.
100 feet complete – 2 coats.
This post is a bit later in publishing this morning as I got up early this morning and made the decision to drive 100 miles home to Wallburg while the morning cool was still on the air, and do this from “home” which isn’t feeling so much like home anymore. Things are in transition. As I knew they would be.
But I wasn’t prepared for the barrage of feelings that would hit me as I start making lists in my head of everything I need to move over to have this new part of my life click into place and function.
Computers, monitors, printers, store merchandise, shipping supplies, are really only “Things” that can function anywhere I move them – but there has been so much living in this Wallburg house over the past 11 1/2 years. I feel like I am abandoning it.
No, we are not putting it up for sale just yet. The Hubster and I still both travel for a living – Greensboro is our closest airport and the Wallburg house is only a short and convenient 25 minute drive to the airport. I’ll be back here on Tuesday as I have an appointment to see to, and I fly out on Wednesday to Minnesota. Everything I need to prepare for that trip is here.
It’s just that the cabin in Virginia has been the “Get away for long weekends” place – but home has always been Wallburg. Now that is flip-flopping. I suppose it’s no difference really. Half-Here. Half-There. But it feels different somehow as I move my mail order fulfillment center to Mouth of Wilson, Virginia.
My emotions are just very close to the surface today.
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