Yikes. I Should’ve Been Blogging

I should have been blogging, but I haven’t been blogging. My big beautiful blogging dream was to start this  months ago, during the prep time for my big move to Newfoundland from Toronto. I was going to talk about all the trials and craziness that happens when one packs up and goes. I was going to chronicle my drive out to the rock of an island in a Ford Escape rental that I won (and the drive back) and about my daily escapades in St. John’s as they happened.

That’s the problem with big idealistic dreams. They are really hard to fulfill.

I didn’t do that. In fact all I did was take pictures and videos of my drive and the last 2 weeks here. The pictures I have downloaded and backed up to disc, but the videos will probably stay on mini-dv for another few years.

Because it’s really hard to do all the things you want to do, when all that living stuff that you have to do gets in the way. I have often wished I had an extra day in the week that noone knew about. An eighth day that lives in a crazy dimension, that’s only accessible to me. Lately I wish I had 2 of these secret days.

So those stories I wanted to tell of worrying, packing, driving, and meeting will have to wait their day. The  pics of great meals and the videos of beautiful views, scenes, moose and jelly-fish will continue getting backlogged as I take more of St. John’s scenes and the people I meet and talk to.

But I am here. I am in St. John’s, Newfoundland. My cats survived the flight, and seem to have forgiven me. The relentless rain, cold, foggy misty weather that started since I got here finally let up yesterday and the city is embraced by a gorgeous warm wind.

Written while sitting in Coffee and Company on Water St, while checking out their free wireless, and sitting as close to the door as possible so I can get some of that summer breeze.