How arrogant calling a journal 'I'! Yet that's what it will be. Of course, I could fudge it and title it 'aye' or 'eye'. But I won't. These thoughts are I. Intra and inter me.
And so...
A week from tomorrow I leave for Green Valley. This is a 2-month stay away from the summer broil of Phoenix. Am I nervous? Yes. It's a big deal for me to get in the car with the 3 dogs and drive to a new place without knowing any thing or any one. It's supposed to take 2 1/2 hours to get there although if I creep along it may take four. The directions are to go down 10 and then 19 and then a few turns and you're there. Well, I'm there. Unless you've decided to come along.
Some things I'm nervous about:
The house I'm renting may be creepy inside
I won't have WiFi and I'll be separated from communicating with the world, including my 30 friends on Facebook.
The dogs will poop or pee in the house.
The fire alarm will go off.
I'll get lost trying to find the supermarket or, if I find it, I'll get lost finding my way back to the house. I have the worst sense of direction and I certainly don't know north from south or east from west down there in Green Valley since where I come from east lands you in the Atlantic Ocean and not Nogales, Mexico.
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