Well, guess what we had for dinner yesterday? Can’t guess? Lemme help you: I had curry goat and honey-sunshine had curry chicken.
Nope – we are still in Kentuky …
We’ve been watching this Jamaican restaurant for a while. It was opening up when I was here in August/September but we never quite found out when their hours were or whether they were officially open or no. Well, this time, it seems, they are open for business – regularly. They are authentic. Even though the accents were definitely from here, the Jamaican accent crept in here and there and I realized they definitely are Jamaicans themselves. Tasted the food and it was confirmed. Tonite, we get escoveitch fish and oxtail via delivery. Ha!
In other news, the rest of the furniture arrived yesterday and I got straight to housewifing with a vengeance – washed clothes, sorted socks …. ya. Can you believe it? The Fyr … housewife! Feel like I’ve stepped into the Twilight Zone. Seriously though, I am really enjoying this interlude. I suspect I will have to re-adjust once things are more settled because I don’t believe I could do this indefinitely – be a housewife alone. The question is, though, what will I do? Not thinking about that much – when the time comes, the answer will come with it. I am confident.
For the right here and now, I am taking it day by day. This feels right and I am going to ensure I keep doing it just like this until the time comes for another change.
Ah my dear bloggers and readers … the fyr is in contentment land. And what a wonderful place this is!
::sigh::
So, this whole experience has been one big adjustment for me. There have been moments when I am having loads of fun, and others when I feel so completely out of my depth and out of place that I almost want to cry. Today, it occurred to me that things are going as well as can be expected … but one of the things that I have NOT spent any real time appreciating is the quiet. Nevermind that the furnace and humidifiers hum all the time, there is no traffic noises, no loud boom-boom music, no gunshots (oh wait – does mortar shells being exploded count?) …. it IS indeed very quiet and for that I am extremely grateful. I think my mind is finally beginning to calm down and take stock of where I am at.
After 3 weeks of pure stress, tension, anxiety attacks, mad MAD rushes of thought and a stomach that rivalled the worst tornados in history, I am sitting here at my newly constructed desk here in KY and I am calm, content, a little stuffy in the head (change of temps, of course) and extremely happy. I have to say that it’s Amazing, with the capital “A”. I am stunned, how could just 2000+ miles and a 50 degree drop in temperature make SUCH a large difference in my temperament and headspace? But my good friend DJ would call me a Big Head and tell me that it’s obvious and that I should just sit back and enjoy it.