We are back in good ole Nashville. I can’t tell you how much good this trip has done for my body and soul. I had not realised just what a frazzled mess I had become – I literally was being swallowed by my life. Both Lintilla and I have been able to step out of our busy lives and put things in their proper perspective. This is, as my friend newscoma says, “of the good”.
I know now that I need to purge a few things from my life. On the blog side, I’m going to start shying away from those who are perpetually pissed off. It doesn’t matter if you post with a sense of bemused detachement or full-on rage, if the underlying premise of two-thirds of your posts are rants about things that upset you, I’ll kindly tip my hat and move on.
I’ll quite happily wear the badge of being a pollyanna. Life is too short.
I’ve also discovered that I really, really love food. Cooking it, analyzing it for nutritional value, eating it at restaurants, all of these are passions for me. I hope to incorporate that passion into a new project soon, which I’ll let you know about as soon as I get settled back in.
Thanks to Susie, and Cindy for their help while I was gone. The gekko seems none the worse for wear.
There is much I want to tell you about the trip itself, which I’ll do as I get more time.