from denial to reality in three seconds
It's been nearly six months since we left for Bali, and I still haven't wrapped my head around the fact that we are back home. I pretty much go in and out the state of denial. So if you ever bump into me, and I look like I have my head in the clouds...please forgive me. Just hand me a glass of wine, and I'll snap back into reality.
It feels great to be back, no doubt about that. Bit by bit, we've been reuniting with our family and friends (I love you guys), and now that we live smack in the middle of downtown Ventura, we've also been bumping into people we haven't seen in ages...no seriously --- AGES.
As in, "Whaaat, your son is starting Middle School??? Are you on Facebook?"
Every moment has been a pleasant surprise, and we still have yet to connect with of our other fave peeps (Love you guys, too! You know we didn't forget about you...)
The thing is, I barely (today, actually) unpacked my last suitcase --- not out of sheer laziness, mind you, but because I have been hustling my toosh off to get things done.
Planning. Prioritizing. Cleaning. Painting.
(Yep, that's what I said. Call me anal).
Throwing in new carpet, slapping fresh paint on the walls. You should have seen this place before we moved in...Can you say crack den? Now it's fresh and clean and ready to go.
We had an opportunity to move back into the lovely little beach bungalow on Hollywood Beach, but decided to pass, because this time, our hearts longed for good ol' Ventura.
So here we are, in a little, late-1800's Victorian. It's cute. It's small. It's got character. It's got just what we need to live simply, and the location couldn't be better --- everything is a short walk or bike-ride away.
That's it folks. We are settling in, and it's back to business as usual, along with some new projects in the horizon.
I don't know what was more of a whirlwind: preparing for our trip before we left; flying by the seat of our pants during our adventure abroad; or attempting to settle back into a daily routine amidst the chaos of moving and running a business.
All I know, is that I am already itching for the next trip...donde??? Only time will tell...