Monday, October 3, 2011

Home for a while

Leaving the Inn is really hard.  As with Yosemite, I know that it will be there and I can always go back.  This was an amazing visit.  It was almost spiritual.  I know I'm paying a king's ransom for the privilege, but it is more than that.  The love that surrounds me there is palpable, both at the Spa and The Big 3.  I love my friends there and they love me. They pray for me and take care of me.  It is almost as though my time there was one big Watsu, and I'm floating happily through my time there.  Saturday was toes, fingers, hair, and scalp, all with Rudolfo.  I got to visit with Bebe too.  Bebe is another one who seems to know what's going on inside me.  In January 2010, before I had my scan and people started saying "remission," as she was doing reflexology on my feet, Bebe looked at me and said, "You're better."  She was right.  Rudolfo is just a sweaty.  How can I not enjoy my last hours there since they are spent in the salon?  I'm not always glamorous through the various wonderful treatments, but after a morning in the salon, I leave pretty.
Sunday was a very special day too,  It was our new Pastor's first service with us.  We've been waiting for her for so long.  It was a happy time.  And I got home in time to see the 49ers win.  Life is good.
I got up today full of purpose.  I did some picking up in the bedroom, remembering my plan at the beginning of the year to put, throw, or give away at least 10 things a day.  If I look at the whole mountain, it is just too depressing.  But anyone can deal with 10 things a day.  If I do more, so much the better.  I also did some vacuuming on the landing, stairs, and hall.  I finished the knitting project last night.  Now all I have to do is press all of them and they will be ready to go--and I've moved on to the next project--a hat and mittens--one set, not seventeen.  After that, I'll start on the boxes of yarn.  I've got socks to make for two friends from the Inn.  Gosh--then I'll have to take the finished products up there!  I can handle it.
xxooxx