Well, here we go again – on the move. I knew that our sojourn in Los Cristianos would be short, a year to 8 months, and 8 months it has been. Guy flew to England yesterday to start a whole, new chapter in life, and Austin flew back from Santa Lucia last week to begin one too with Camille. All of which leaves me and Trix alone again.
Hey now – I didn’t mean that to sound melancoly. I could give you just as many reasons for enjoying living alone as for living en famille, once one’s brood is adult! This has been a moment in time, so it isn’t so much an empty nest feeling as, yep, that new chapter feeling. I learned a lot of stuff this time.
The packing is a doddle now. The downsizing, which has effectively taken 7 years, bit by bit, finally pays off, and there appears to be surprisingly little to wrap and pack. Most of it is already done, all that is left is to find a place to place our heads……now let me see…….where to choose is the question……watch this space!
Nowhere is perfect, maybe even those places I dream about aren’t, but when I think about the variety I have to choose from here I am grateful. Sunrise or sunset? Ocean or mountains? Village or town? And all within reasonable travelling distance of where I am working.
Trixy knows as soon as the first packing case or suitcase comes out, but this one is confusing her a bit. People going. People coming. People going! Hoping to find somewhere with some good walks….I need ….we both need the exercise!