As much as this second leg of my 4-4-4 plan should be the easiest for me, it isn't. When we left, I had no idea that I would be gone a little more than a year and a half. But, home is waiting for me.
There's much to do to be ready to go. But, more than that; is that the life I lead in Cadrieu is the opposite extreme of my life in New Orleans. I have a picture in my mind of arriving, collapsing, bursting into tears, and hermiting myself away for a while to recharge the peacefulness batteries.
I teased with a friend the other day that I'm going to kiss the Chatette, kiss the barn, sit in the middle of the living room floor in front of the fireplace, sit in the middle of the barn, put my feet in the lavoir, and of course...play Moon River on Monsieur Winkelmann! I am walking back into home. Everything I need is there...my books, my music, my favorite overalls, and my art; along with my silence, peace, romance, heart and soul. I crave the senses of timelessness and boundarylessness in my magical place. I long to be there.
And then, maybe I'll be ready to: get rid of the cob webs; clean the Chatette, cut the grass; tend the garden; buy some flowers; continue excavating the barn; host an apero; have coffee with Jean and Evelyn; visit friends, hike with Greg and Jean-Luc, welcome visitors from around the world, host a workshop or two, and enjoy a few "Wines at the Wagon". Four months will fly by. I know it's not enough for me. But, my family needs me in St. Louis.
As I've said before, I lead a luxurious life...just maybe not in the way you'd think!