Hi! How are you doing? Are you settling in? Does it feel like home? Do you miss your old house? Have you found a job yet? Have you started any home improvement projects yet?
Those are the most frequent questions I get asked. I answer, fine, yes, not yet, YES!, no, we put up a new fence for the dog.
I'm not quite sure what my truth is to those questions.
I made my favorite homemade bread recipe to make the house smell like home, but this place is so huge, that I couldn't smell a thing. I searched for places to go berry picking, to put blueberries in the freezer for winter. But I got too busy to get to the fields, so I purchased berries from the farmer's market, froze some, made jam out of the rest.
Same type of canning jars, same kitchen towel, same motions, but no sense of accomplishment.
I made my favorite quiche for dinner. There was only the slight smell of garlic in the house. The scents dispersed too quickly.
I have been working on an on-line class for my old employer, so in addition to house stuff, I am staying very busy. Still, I haven't found additional work. That may take some time. I might finally get to work on a novel, or some other work that has been rattling in my head for years. Now that I might have the luxury to explore such an endeavor, it feels like I'm standing in front of a great abyss, unsure how to cross it. It's terrifying and exciting all at once.