OK… First question;
Where oh where have my posts been??!
Don’t worry- this is multiple choice and doesn’t count toward your final grade.
Here are your options;
A) OMG- I like TOTALLY slept in !!
B) Life Stuff came up and I had to deal.
C) I’ve had incredibly frustrating issues with my ‘server’
D) I was traveling.
E) I moved.
Well done and an A+ for all of you!
In fact, if you chose one or all of the above you scored 100%
Don’t you wish I’d been your teacher? 😉
But seriously, all you loyal and lovely adult ed. superstars- We really did MOVE. As in out of our home.
And by the time I finally found a little time to cobble a post together, I realised my blog server had suffered a complete break down. I’m still not at all sure what’s up, but at the moment it’s sober and functioning so I’m grabbing the opportunity to post. Hoping it’s not all for nought, so do let me know you’re still out there too!
But back to the move…
I’ll spare you the stroll down Memory Lane (plus I don’t want to have to open a bottle of wine before 5pm) but suffice it to say we poured (one track mind) a massive amount of love and memories into our lovely old house. As many of you know, after following my blog for so long, it was built in 1895, and we were only the 5th family in 120 years to have had the pleasure of living there.
We were a little family of 3 with our second son still on the way when we first set eyes on it over two DECADES ago. 22 years People.
OK, I opened the wine.
In some ways it feels like another lifetime, which, in a way, it was… but during the move there were also moments when I literally had to sit down and catch my breath while waves of nostalgia rolled over me as I tried to process how quickly 22 years have come and gone.
During the final days, we all said our goodbyes to our favourite things about the house and property, including two very special trees. The above Bunya-Bunya (Araucaria bidwillii) specimen is one of the largest and oldest of its kind in Santa Barbara. I don’t know how tall it is but very, very, very tall. The size of its roots gives you a pretty good indication.
I had to leave the house when the movers began to take the piano out the front door. Just put a fork in me. Not that our boys loved the piano, au contraire, but for some reason, perhaps the recollection of all the “time to practice your piano” moments (arguments) made me realise that all parenting memories are undeniably heart-wrenching and precious. Even the ones where we (me) as a parent, ahem, could have handled things a little differently. It wasn’t until our 3rd teacher, God bless you Seungah, that the lessons became more enjoyable and practicing a tad less arduous. Note to new parents; young and pretty piano teachers are definitely the way to go (unless, of course, the piano lessons are for your husband!)
But alas, our round of cheek, flaxen haired, reluctant pianists have both left home now. They’re grown young men with full lives of their own and more facial hair between them than the entire cast of “Game of Thrones”. Including extras.
I assure you there’ve been many, many times the past few months when I’ve missed the fun and creative respite of writing my posts.
Tempted to share slivers of this experience; some sweet, some humorous, some not so much.
Like actual “Moving Week”-W T Fuuuuh?? Now I get when people talk about how stressy and emotional it is.
But in the end, it was too poignant and personal and I was too preoccupied and overwhelmed to write about anything else.
However it’s all finished now.
We’ve said our good-byes.
With my favourite oak tree (and yes, a glass of champagne, why not?!)
Sure, I still get a little teary-eyed at Barry Manilow songs (except “CocaCabana”) Madame Butterfly, one or two Bee Gees tunes, Cat Stevens & “American Pie” but hey, I’m only a human girl. Forget about Sarah McLachlan’s “I Will Remember You”.
Let’s be honest, Barry White made me cry on Wednesday. But that was for different nostalgic reasons 😉
Change is good. Change is great in fact. If you’ll pardon the oft used phrased, we’re all very excited to be starting this new chapter in our lives. Especially my husband and I (we celebrated our 27th wedding anniversary recently)
And as long as I get my ‘server issues’ resolved, I plan on returning to regular posting now the move is over. Was my last post really January 31st??! Dare I say, the ‘Daily Paleys’ may resurface if I can remember how to use
Monkey Mail Mail Chimp, whatever the hell service I transferred to for email alerts several months ago.
I said we moved…I didn’t say anything else had changed 🙂
Lastly, I would be remiss in not saying a very heart-felt thank you to everyone who checked in with emails to inquire where I had gone, or just to see if everything was OK. Very sweet and much appreciated.
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BTW, in case you’re wondering, we’re still in Santa Barbara. Who would willingly leave such a place?!
Black & white photo of Helena Christiansen by Peter Lindberg
House on legs via Pinterest
“The Butler’s in Love” by Mark Stock