A year ago today, I (the collective I, that is) finished putting my house in storage and commenced traveling in search of affordable housing, preferably with a lot more going for it than that. On the first anniversary of this noble quest, quite a lot has changed.
Carin really started the whole thing. You may not know that Carin came down and cranked out the garage in preparation for the yard sale and move. She spent a weekend sorting, packing, labeling and taping. She was truly impressive. When I attempted to pay her, she refused and secured a commitment to be my first stop on detailed and researched quest.
After a wonderful visit, she sat me down and told me that she thought I was making a big mistake by going from one place right into another and that I should, instead, visit each of my brothers and sisters as well as my nieces and nephews. She convincingly described it as a chance of a lifetime. I listened, but inside my head I thought, sure...yeah right. In the morning, I admitted that she had a point and so began this year of visiting, traveling and exploring. I actually did get to see all of my siblings, and nieces and nephews, and I explored living in the areas where they reside among other destinations previously selected.
I was more often surprised than pleased with the realities of living in a particular place, but finally determined that Colorado Springs is the destination for me. This decision did not make the transition any easier and over the last couple of months, I have transferred a goodly amount of my possessions from storage in Los Angeles to storage in the Springs. Along the way I have gotten to spend quite a bit of time with Aunt Joan Helm, aka Aunt Jean.
Understandably, I was deeply saddened at her passing and still hope to make it back for her burial on Thursday. This does push my schedule up a bit, but if I can pull it off, I will. Afterwards, I will be returning to Santa Fe to house sit for the Warford's, and of course, visiting a bit on either end.
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