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one day baby....we'll be old

* Eighteen acres and a 2/1 on the coast? Yes please. D and I are back to considering the second half of our lives. I am feeling utterly overwhelmed by this need to be near the sea. I can't explain it, not sure if it warrants explanation. It's not a desire that is on a mind level, it's a heart's desire. D is breaking it down, our plans, into three options. First, this ocean fantasy. Second, we begin waiting, watching, offering on ridge properties up here. We live in the deep dark forest of a volcanic ridge. That means that on either side of this ridge are properties that have expansive views out over the valley. These properties are highly sought after because the views are something astonishing. I have one friend with a great log cabin on the west side and he actually has a room set up for just watching the view. It's got a huge plate glass window with two recliners in front of it and small fridge loaded with wine and craft brew. He says he and his wife sit there each evening and every morning rather than in front of a television. It makes sense. The Valley is something to behold. We are up above the clouds and when the clouds are thick they roll towards the ridge like a white foaming sea. At night you can see the cars on the coastal range and emergency vehicles down on the interstate. Further smaller ridges beckon the hiker and from some of the ridge properties you can actually drop down into the valley and hike across. So, that's an option insofar as I seem to be wanting a horizon to stare at. The third option is an RV.

* I'm at another standstill with the room applications. I simply can't seem to commit to furniture. And it's not just the cost...it's the fact that once the furniture is purchased, the room is committed to that design. Office? Craft? Guest quarters? It's all making me crazy and I'm slowly backing up, which leaves everything still a chaotic mess.

* D wants to go on a long hike down to the creek. It's very wet outside, alternating between raining and uh, raining. So I may sit this one out.

* Almost done with my Idol reading. Whew! The prompt this week was "Where I'm From" and I debated, as I've done every week this Season, going non-fic. I don't think most would care to read my sad stories....so instead I just mull and mull them over inside my own head and write instead a fictional sad story that sets its hooks. But all this introspection which I don't usually indulge in has had me rethinking some basic premises I used to hold about my life. I know we are a nomadic peoples but I'm thinking that moving every three years is not good for growing humans. All that water flowing under a single bridge.

My fave threesome adds a fourth. Anyone on the flist know what happened to the original video?


Feb. 5th, 2017 09:26 pm (UTC)
I hope you find the dream you wish for :)


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