Winding Down…or Winding Up?

Things have become very busy for me lately. It’s surprising how quickly things become busy as a school year winds down. If you’re reading this, it’s been a couple weeks since I posted, and I meant to get back to this quickly. Guess what? I got distracted.

So here I am, waiting for my car to finish being serviced at the dealership. It seemed like a good time to post after I completed some other online errands. It’s amazing how many online errands we have, isn’t it?

Check your email, submit work assignments via email, make reservations, surf social media, post on social media, and everything else that catches our attention. We’re always busy in our online lives.

Well, I’m finally winding down a bit at least in my work life. Why is that? Because tomorrow is my last day of work for six weeks! I’ll be completing a full year of teaching ESL and hopefully getting lots of time to myself to organize that horrible extra bedroom. Yes, you read that right.

I have yet to completely organize the extra bedroom of doom. I’ve made progress in other areas, though. I managed to go through every area of my wardrobe and thin it down immensely. On Monday, I took a car full of bags and boxes to the local organization that helps homeless people as a donation. And when I say a car full, I mean it. My trunk was packed, and I had to fill up the passenger seat with bags and boxes as well. When the man brought out the rolling bin to help me, I filled it to the top with no problem.

I plan to go through all the things in the extra bedroom and our storage closet, not to mention the additional things in my closet and weed out more donation items here during my summer break. I actually feel so much better about being more minimalist when I do this.

Speaking of weeding things out, Fernando and I bought some new dishes because our original set were becoming a bit frustrating to work with. Besides, we really like Fiestaware. I’m really just becoming my mother since she uses the same kind of dishes. In any event, I suppose it was expected that we would eventually get new dishes. We took the old ones, including some nice wine glasses and put them aside as a donation.

Now we’re making them a friend donation because a couple of our friends are moving back to the area after being in Hawaii in the army for the last couple of years. My friend was so excited about having actual dishes when she moves back I started thinking about what other things I could offer her from my stash of items that I no longer want. I think I like the idea of being able to give my things to someone I know who can use them better than I do just donating to an organization that resells them to random strangers. I know Fernando enjoys it.

The one thing I have been doing in my extra bedroom is organizing my school stuff. I spent a long time trying to put as many of my school supplies into a state of organization based on type of worksheet and what part of the curriculum I would use them. I did this over several days and finally got to the point where I could store everything outside of the rolling bin and lockbox I was assigned from the school system. It was good timing because I returned those to the supervisor yesterday in an attempt to be done with them early.

Phew! Writing all that out is tiring.

And, guess what?

Next week I have to spend my time cleaning and getting ready for a beach and Disney trip! I spent my morning here making dining reservations at Disney for our December trip there. But we actually plan to go to the beach with my parents for a few days and then drive further south to Disney after the beach trip.

I’m going to be very busy!

I won’t really get to relax till after our vacation. Isn’t that the way it always is?

– RaeNezL


Sometimes I want to run away…

Photo from when I studied abroad in Italy… Ah, Venice, how I miss you!

There are days I look back through photos and remember the adventures I’ve taken, and it’s all I can do not to want to scrimp and save every ounce of cash to run off on another adventure overseas again.

Today is one of those days.

The above is a photo I took while sitting in a gondola in Venice, Italy, during my summer semester abroad there in college. It was beautiful, fascinating, foreign, and one of the first times I really caught the foreign travel bug.

A little town called Civita, also in Italy… an incredible place to visit.

One of the places we visited while in Italy was a tiny Etruscan (pre-Christ) town called Civita. Aside from the large cities, this was by far my favorite city that I saw. It was gorgeous, old, and the views were incredible.

A view looking out from the city of Civita, Italy. Breathtaking!

I captured so many photos of times and places that caught my attention, stole my breath, and made my life feel more than normal. It made the adventurer in me surface in the worst way, and it made me want to run away again and again to these strange foreign places that we think are exotic but are really just home to another set of people.

And today is one of those days when I wish I could run away again to another foreign country… or one I’ve already visited. I’m not too picky. I’ll take what I can get. I’m saving money now for any expenses that could potentially come up unexpectedly anyway, and I’m a bit of a nut about things like this, so it’s not really that difficult for me to add a little extra on the side.

Maybe I should save a bit and suggest a getaway with Fernando? Perhaps somewhere a bit exotic for the both of us?

A view of St. Peter’s Basilica I took from atop the Spanish Steps at sundown in Rome.

Perhaps I should introduce Fernando to some of my favorite foreign places, like Rome… where you can dine on pasta and wine for hours on end and walk around at dusk to quaintly lit streets with a view of the St. Peter’s Basilica from any height in the city. I did so love discovering my traveler’s genes in Rome particularly, where I learned how to navigate a foreign subway and developed an affinity for certain parts of the city, like the Spanish Steps, which were surrounded by some of my favorite designers.

Ah well.

The point of all this is that there are moments when even trying to push through the monotony can’t keep me from longing to escape it all in a mad dash to adventure. And so I find myself perusing old photos and wishing fondly for days when I could go tackle crazy jobs in foreign countries and travel on foreign dimes and see the world in my own mad way.

Perhaps I will again someday, but not tonight. For tonight, I have my photos and dreams and the promises of tomorrow. And, as they say, tomorrow is another day…