Tuesday, July 10, 2012

All The World Is A Possibility

Do you remember what it felt like when you graduated from school? You had the whole world by the tail and there was nothing you couldn't do. This is a good morning. I am feeling kind of like that. I have spent the last hour on the internet just surfing. In the end there's nothing going to come of it all but it was just fun to dream. I have been looking mostly at real estate in Portugal... lovely homes there for very little money. You can see here and here what I've been looking at.  I thought why not... I'm free. But then I'm not free really. Mom and Dad cannot be left to fend for themselves and the Daughters are not quite ready to strike out on their own. But who knows what the future holds in store. Perhaps after the girls are finished with school the opportunity will come again. My options are still there. I just might have to do a little house keeping to get things ready for such a momentous opportunity.

Right now I am looking at two houses in Nfld. They are both in the Wesleyville area. I have spent a lot of time over the years camping up that way and discovering the beauties of that coast. At first I did it with my parents and I have pictures that go way back, of me walking on Cape Freels beach from when I was 16 yrs old. (that's 30 odd years ago!) I have been back there many times and I even spent a wonderful vacation there with Him. I've always wanted to go back that way and living around that area was always just a dream. But that is what I want... to make this dream a reality. Wesleyville is a community full of quaint homes that are built between rocks, on rocks, and over rocks. Suffice it to say that the terrain is somewhat rocky.... except for in between where it is boggy. There are few trees but that's ok because you can look out to the skyline and see for miles and miles.  There is a good hospital and a good high school, both of which are necessities if I am to make a good life for the girls and my parents. There is also good tourist trade and that may be the best thing for me.  I am looking at dealerships for spinning and weaving equipment. I am looking at teaching in my area of interest. I am looking at spinning and weaving for sale. I am looking at writing too. There are a multiple of things that I might be able to do. Then there are the berry picking grounds.  Some of the best bakeapple picking grounds are within a short walk. Some of the best blueberry picking is along that coast too. It makes my mouth drool to think about it.

I spent the day yesterday going through all the old pictures. 22 years worth of pictures. I kept thinking this has all been such a lie. But they brought back great memories of when the girls were little. Of good times canoeing, of good times traveling, of tents I had forgotten about and backpacking trips that were awesome, of wildlife encounters that were amazing. I thought about places I haven't seen in many years. I thought about people I haven't seen in many years.  A real walk down memory lane it was. I hardly cried. Now that I know what Mike has been doing behind my back for so long I realize that it was all a lie anyway. Still it was a joy to look at the girls first Christmas and their first day of school and going on a train for the first time when we were in Calgary and the Calgary zoo. It was fun to look at pictures of our first home and our first trip together and my nephew when he was baptized as he sat on the floor of my parents house with Daughter #1 who was just starting to sit too. It was fun to look at my children's various birthday parties and times when we would go camping with them. I sorted out a pile of books too yesterday. So the day was productive. I'm glad I will not have to go through them again.

Later: It is now evening and I had intended on getting this posted earlier in the day. A friend popped by and we had a monumental fruit salad for lunch with ice cream... real mend-your-heart food. It was lovely here with the temperatures so high and yet enough breeze to keep the blasted mosquitoes away. Tonight though I find myself worrying. We were supposed to hear from the people who made an offer on our house in regards to our counter offer but there hasn't been a sound all day. Also the fellow who is interested in buying my mother's and father's house was supposed to let me know tonight too. I called his phone and left  a message but I'll be honest.... this doesn't look good. I will try to get in touch with all of them tomorrow, if I can. That's what bothers me most that I may have to stay here until the house sells, and if it doesn't sell until later in the year then I'm really hooped about going home. Sometimes it feels like everything is conspiring against me.  A real Job's comforter I am.

Anyway the sky is darkening and I feel my eyes beginning to droop... so I guess it is time to think of bed time. Maybe I'll dream of a new life is Portugal!!

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