Estoy viviendo en dos mundos. Una
parte está en EE.UU. , donde assisto a
las últimas clases de OLLI, buscamos una casa para comprar, trabajo con mi empresa
en Connecticut, y visito a mi familia alrededor en Cincinnati. Otra parte planea
nuestro viaje a España el domingo que viene, arreglando citas con amigos
americanos allí para el Día de Dar Gracias, reuniones con el club de lectores, juegos
de petanca con los daneses, visitas a mis amigos y a mi profesora de español, y
las tareas de preparar a vender la casa. Es dificil vivir en dos lugares cuando
ambos son tan atractivos.
I am living in two worlds. One part of me is in the United States, where I am attending the final OLLI classes, we are looking for a house to buy, I work with my job in Connecticut, and visit my family around Cincinnati. The other part is planning our trip to Spain this coming Sunday, arranging appointments with American friends there for Thanksgiving, meetings with my book group, petanca games with the Danes, visits to friends and my Spanish teacher, and the tasks involved in getting the house ready to sell. It is difficult to live in two places when both are so attractive.
Now as I write this on Saturday, "this coming Sunday" is tomorrow and the balance has shifted to the other side. We have done our final purchases of gifts and supplies to take with us, I have done the final laundry--not that we are taking many clothes--we have kitty-proofed the house and talked with my sister who will become Guapa's best friend for the next four weeks, I have done a good job of using up those items in the freezer and refrigerator that I do not want to face again when I come back, I have finished reading the book for book club next week and arranged for its return to the library, and we have picked up the rental car that we will use to drive to the airport and drop there tomorrow morning. All that remains is packing the suitcases and making sure I have everything I need for the trip. It should be simple, since we have a full house over there and are taking little, and I have been collecting things and making notes for a couple weeks. But it's the part of the job that I always hate. So I had better get to it.
If time and mind permit in the next few weeks, I will be posting my thoughts at my original blog, Sundays in Spain.