With a home return date to the calendar, Jo Ann and I breathed a little easier today. We've been out of our home since returning from Europe and New Hampshire. That was August 16. It's poetic that our home will be available to us again on September 16. This soothes my symmetry-loving mind. We're gonna hang at a hotel for the four or five days of the extermination process. Looking forward to that.
This bug stuff has been stressful. At just the wrong time. At the very time we thought we'd be nesting and sleeping in our own home after being away for almost a month. At the time we yearned for our sacred space, our place to weep or remember Pablo in the very place he lived. Our place to simply grieve. What we have faced is stress added to stress.
I've had a lot of time to consider what's going on. Wanna know what I've concluded? This is part of our path. This was meant to be. We are where we are in order to learn something. We are where we are because the universe has something more to teach us. Something under that circus big top needs to be ingrained in our souls. As good as it would feel right now, nobody ever said we were put on this earth to recline yknow?
We'll do that when it comes into our lives. And when it does we'll appreciate every moment of it.