when we get back home.
what to write, what to write. i suddenly have so much to write about that i can't seem to write at all.
i could tell you about our shipment which, after eight weeks at sea, finally arrived at villa magnolia this wednesday. about the crazy-stressful days leading up to its arrival, including heated discussions back and forth with the shipper. about my husband securing a moving company to help unload, just two days before, and being invited to coffee (with anise liqueur) in the patriarch's home. about how we now have three large rooms filled with boxes, unsure where everything is while trying to assess inevitable damage. about how much i really did help, carrying what i could, and dodging traffic with the others as we crossed our busy street.
or i could tell you about our ongoing residency and immigration issues, which continue to take up much time and energy. about how the electrical and plumbing inspections went well last week, moving things forward for the habitation certificate. about how the health inspectors showed up unannounced today in the midst of complete chaos, and took a tour (saying they'd be back). about how a very nice government official prepared a permit for us, to park our container across the street in a public lot while we unloaded.
or i could tell you about the cool coffee shops and restaurants, that we are discovering in our new territory.
or i could tell you about all of the not-my-normal manual labor i have been doing, in my zeal to rid the villa of sadly-worn wallpaper and grime.
or i could tell you about the amazing walking trail, via francigena, an ancient pilgrim road less than a mile from my new home.
or i could tell you about how we revived our afternoon coffee/reading time, when we sat on our own chairs (shipment #618 and #619) on the terrace this afternoon.
or i could tell you about feeling a little less bewildered this week. even when eric said, for the very first time, "when we get back home." (and realizing that he meant villa magnolia.)
i could tell you all of these things. but at the moment i am feeling very stiff and sore and tired.
so i will just say thanks instead. to those who send me warm messages of cheer, to those who follow my adventures on facebook, and to those who are reading this today.
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