CABIN TIME
It has been a crazy past month, but now here I am, sitting with my early morning cuppa Joe, enjoying the sun coming in my apartment windows. Another milestone, another chapter of this continuing California journey, that is soon to come to a close in mere months. It started with the sale of our house, which sold so quickly our heads were spinning! One day on the market, 30 days later we were out of the house! All our belongings in storage in 3 rental storage units.
As low as the housing inventory appears to be in Bakersfield currently (that accounted for the quick sale and great price we got for the house!), so is true with decent apartments in the city, and long story short, we had to secure one that wouldn’t even be available to us until 2 weeks after vacating the house. So we had decided in that time we’d load up in our truck and trailor, as much as we could fit from the storage units that we wouldn’t need in the apartment, and make a trek north. It was a good opportunity to put into storage a good 1/3 of our things back home, and make a side trip over to Spokane to check out the hallway house Corey will be going to in a few months time, and then stop and visit a few days with our son and his family in Oregon on our return trip.
The few days we enjoyed at our cabin on the lake passed way too quickly. It rained a few of the days but we enjoyed that immensely, getting so little rain in southern California. In all the craziness of moving I had misplaced (temporarily thank goodness) our Passports, so we were unable to make a quick jaunt into Canada to see my mother or visit other good friends living across the border that I have know most my life. But it won’t be long and we’ll be back permanently, and able to do this on a more regular basis soon.
Everything was lovely, fresh and green at the lake, the small, yellow buttercups and tall, purple shooting stars filling our front yard, the brilliant gold of sunflowers covered the surrounding hillsides. Our young pine and tamarack trees had grown even larger providing ever more privacy from the neighbor to the east (who is NEVER there anyways, he lives in Seattle we hear and rarely is to be seen, in fact we’ve yet to see him in 12 years!)
We relaxed and read our books, ate simple meals that I cooked in our small but efficient cabin kitchen, watched a few movies I’d brought along, and took long walks lakeside, exploring. I puttered and cleaned, reorganized things and furnishings, just something that gives me pleasure and comfort whenever we are there. And with our new stacking washer/dryer we installed last fall I did a few washes ‘just because’, and hung the clothes to dry on my outside rustic clothes line so they would have that fresh, piney scent to them. Most of all we enjoyed the fresh clean AIR itself!!! NOT something we take for granted after almost 10 years in southern California. Bakersfield lies in the Central Valley, and is known to have THE worst air quality in the NATION! We were sure to fill our lungs, every cell and pore, with every breath, much as a thirsty desert traveller gulps down his first long- awaited drink of water! All too soon we were taking our leave, next stop Spokane, to investigate the Halfway House our son is expected to be sent to in a mere 4 ½ months now! Wow, just saying that, ” four and a half months”, stops my very breath, that we are at the door, reaching to open it, arms outstretched, is becoming a long awaited reality for this Prison Family.
"Learn how to exhale, the inhale will take care of itself". ~Carla Melucci Ardito
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