Daily Archives: 2010-11-20

Happy to be Homeless

I feel so tired. I just finished packing up my place and storing everything. I turn over the keys tomorrow to my new tenant and then I am officially…well, homeless. That’s an odd thought. But oddly freeing. In exactly a week I will be wandering South Beach Miami and hopefully enjoying Joe’s Stone Crabs. After the last couple days of  lower than normal freezing temperatures, I am ready. I am more than ready really but I suppose it will be nice to chill (sorry, I had to) with family. Who knows when I will see them again…certainly not I. So I intend to soak up every bit of them and their love before I head off on my next big adventure.

I have been checking off my do-it-now list. Its been a lot easier than I make out in my head. It seems to always be that way. I generally stress myself unnecessarily for as long as humanly possible before it becomes so absolutely uncomfortable I just race through the task like a bullet on a mission. But I don’t know what has changed because now I am much more relaxed, systematic, and am even (dare I say it) having fun getting stuff done. I guess I realize that it is a privilege to have these errands and I focus more on the fact that I am just that much closer to hitting the road.

One really amazing thing that has never happened before and I never would have guessed in a million years would ever be my reality was the completion of my taxes early. I mean REALLY early. In the past, I am that person who dreads the piles of papers which I never seem to be able to file in any kind of organized manner (yes its an Aquarian thing). I let myself get thrown into a full out panic attack until two days before the deadline when finally I go nuts and plow through it in a day. Last year, I managed to do it a month early and that was a bizarre feeling that I thought was an anomaly. But, now because I will be gone for the year,  I have done it five months early and it only took three hours. I don’t know who this new person is who has taken over my body but I like her. She can stay.

So I seem to be more organized  and efficient these days. I even hosted a going away par-tea at my condo last night to get some last minute love from my friends here in town. I was touched by how emotional I felt that I have such good support. I really do love my friends and its so nice to know they love me too. So after about 23 cups of tea in less than 5 hours I was pretty wired. Needless to say, I didn’t sleep all that soundly and was wide away at 6am.

I decided to read the paper by my favorite window and watch the morning traffic. I always find myself mesmerized by the stream of cars slowly (and some not so slowly) making their way down Walterdale Hill. I love to study the cadence of the bundled up people walking to work or university or going for their morning jog. Oh yes, we Canucks are a nutty bunch. There are herds of diehard runners who love to get their fitness on, no matter what the weather conditions. I get the best view from my bedroom window which faces the intersection south of the High Level bridge, a favorite route for these dedicated athletes. It never ceases to amaze me that pretty much any hour of the day or night there will inevitably be some lone soul sprinting down the river valley paths. Who trains at 3:45am in the dead of winter during a snowstorm? Edmontonians do. We are hardcore. (See photo in today’s Edmonton Journal of two girls jumping in freezing cold pool as part of a fundraiser…*love* the facial expressions. One screams in fear “OMG, what was I thinking!” and the other bellyflops yelling “F*ck Yeah! Bring It!” When faced with the icy waters of life, which one are you?)

One of my favorite games is to find one person who is coming down the street  then training my eye on them to follow them, guessing which way they will go and making up a story about their final destination. I always get quite a kick out of the funny little dances they do at the crosswalks to keep warm while waiting for the light to change. I was really moved the other day when I watched two ladies come out of the HighLevel Diner and hugged goodbye for just a second longer than would be considered normal. As they parted and took off in opposite directions to their cars, I decided they were long lost sisters that had finally reunited. It made me smile.

Well its my last night in my bed, my beloved king size cloud of luxury and contentment. I will miss this space the most, as it is where all of the best magic happens. Oh get your head out of the gutter, I mean my dreams. I have been having some fantastic ones lately and I know its because I am so very comfortable. Its getting late, almost midnight so I will not delay my final indulgence of this wonderful pleasure another moment. Good night.

Grateful for comfort.

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