Home (& under the weather)

Well friends, I am home. Saturday I woke up feeling quite like I was hit by a truck, with an impending 8+ hour day at work I had no way of escaping from, being the only chef on board. So I ate a hot bowl of oatmeal, tried to warm up under my pile of sheets, blanket and sleeping bag and read some blogs, to inspire me. Not much luck. I kept feeling worse and worse, as the day went on and only a large bowl of chicken thai soup and copious amounts of tea seemed to fuel me through my long evening. We stayed in, that night, and I sipped my tea-medicine and watched a movie with my good friends, my roommates of two months, before waking up early to pack my bags and head on a bus home.

It wasn’t an easy decision, and there were times Saturday I felt deep regret, for leaving a week earlier than planned. But now, being home after a long night’s sleep in my big bed, a cozy spot on the couch with blankets, pillows, my computer perched on my lap as I tap at the keyboard, I am thankful for not having to move from my spot for anything but another cup of tea.

I had a wonderful summer, albeit stressful at times, though all the stresses seem like nothing when I think back to the many good moments, laughs and friendships I made while living aboard a tall ship for a summer, with anywhere from 5-12 crazy roommates. I learned a lot, too, and mostly that I really do love coming home.

I’m excited to be back, healing and working slowly on the little projects I’ve put off for so long. The new layout, for this blog, updating my website, opening up my business to new clients and new offerings, soon. Picking up my camera again and wandering into nature before it gets too cold. Finally setting up our new home, and bringing out the seasonal decorations. Sipping loads of tea, being inspired to cook and feeling like me, again.

I am so happy to be home.