Home Again, Home Again – Higgity Fie
For the first two hours I am like the kiddo just home from camp. I talk and talk and recount the adventure I have been on and the sites I have seen. I rawly share the moments which just flash into my mind and careen out my mouth – no analysis, just exhaustion fogging the flow.
I do pause long enough to understand that my youngest has been home the last two weekends to take care of Dad, paint the deck, and get her car fixed, while using my wheels which were sitting in the garage unused; she even tossed out a nugget about vacuuming the house while I was away, getting Dad groceries and the Farmer’s Market goodies.
I was thankful for her efforts and the trading of painting for car repair and I hope I made an adequate thank you of appreciation.
The two of them shared that one of the weeks I was away the temperature had remained in the 100s setting a new record of 104’F, although now we were grey, cool and sprinkling. It is a good thing I arrived home at dusk and did not tour the yard; it was overwhelming a day later.
I stayed awake in a state of sheer willpower until an appropriate time to go to bed and slept late the next morning. The illusions began falling away and a profound exhaustion entered every cell of my being. I was seeing with clear eyes, the piles of apples full of wee ants and swarmed over by yellow jackets. The hungry deer damage to the yard. The struggling tomatoes and beans and the burned up flower pots of foliage. ……and then the computer would not stay on – shutting off after a minute’s attempt.
I was not missed, and absence did not make the heart grow fonder. My partner was going to patiently wait until the maintaince worker recovered and got back in the routine. He had not made any changes to his routine or his life – he had added a couple of chores and paid an important bill, but he was just the same; so pleased with himself for not needing me.
I verbally whipped out two lashes and have no regret. I am getting back into routine and did the cooking yesterday for the week’s feast and will begin appreciating the fresh gladiola bouquet on the table and the clean sheets on the bed and his efforts at holding down the fort.
I am not sad that the trip is over; I was there at the moment and present to the events. Sometimes when one has spent so long planning and preparing for such a major adventure there is a letdown when it is completed. I am so happy that I am so healthy at the present time and was able to adventure forth. I also would say the number one item that I enjoyed the most on the trip was being waited on – bags picked up and carried away, food supplied with choice options, my daughter figuring out the changes that needed to be made and letting me shower first each morning. The bus driver and tour guide making decisions and sharing information. This was a magnificent gift which I truly treasure.
Our original trip was 10 days in Scotland and 4 days in England 4 days in London. We ended up 7 days in London, 9 days traveling England, 1 day Wales and 4 days in Scotland on the bus. We created a great many walks in our free time and this was very good. I need to go back to Scotland without a tour; this just was a nibble and not enough- the bagpipes they are a calling.
Computer is up and running and I will edit now and see if my IT gal can get this posted by noon – I am off then for a massage to repair the body from so much sitting. The Shoes were magnificent and a boon to the trip and I did not gain any weight.
I am well loved, I was hoping for some appreciation.
Thank you Jannie, JD and Barbara for keeping the blog up and running while I was away. Your words and ideas provoked some fabulous comments and response. I truly appreciate your efforts on my behalf and my vacations success – Thank you.
I loaned my camera to a 16 year old whose camera would not work, so I will share about my journey and my pictures as my daughter, who brought 2 cameras and skill, shares them.
It is good to be home and at my computer and I am wondering how you arrive home after an adventure away? Do you expect something? Do you talk excitedly, conveying every event? Do you need to re-establish territory? Post partum down? I’d like to know…as I am fairly new to this part of the adventure…
IF you enjoyed reading this post you might enjoy these other posts:
These Shoes Were Made for Walking
Sparkling Tour with Bubbly Celebrations
Begin It Now
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