I’m back in Canada now. While I’m glad to see my dog, my brother, and my big soft bed, I’ve realized that I was missing things about home without even knowing it.
I should be used to this by now. In a way, I suppose I am. I know what and how much to pack. I know what tickets I need, the times to book for. I know where to go and who to talk to. I know how to do everything in such a way that I will cause myself the lowest amount of discomfort. But as it always is when I travel between Calgary and Winchester, I have this feeling of leaving one home to go to another. I don’t want to leave, but I also don’t want to stay.
I should note that I didn’t take pictures of everything because often I forgot my camera or I just forgot in general.
None of these pictures predate December 1st.
Yes, this Weeklies is going to be on a Thursday. It’s been a crazy week and it’s not even over yet, so you’ll have to make do with this. I’ll tell you about my week soon enough. There’s a lot to catch up on.
Let’s start with music.
Today marks one year since the launch of Precarious Writer and the publishing of my first blog post. I didn’t think I would last this long. I would’ve been excited to get past a week without giving up. Now it’s been a year and this blog has grown so much.
Ah, look. WordPress has just wished me a Happy Anniversary because I signed up with them one year ago. My counter is showing 1 hour to go before it’s been a year to the day this blog first went up. When I post this it’ll probably be up. But I’ll talk more about that another time.
I’m going to review Bridge of Spies tonight.
Sometimes I stop and think, do I have too much on my plate? Am I too busy?
And then I add something big to my To-Do list.