So I don’t really live on an island…shhhh, don’t pop my bubble. This last week, it definitely feels like an island.
That’s not to say I haven’t left the house at all, but I sure haven’t gone out much. In fact, other than an awards ceremony for my daughter last Tuesday, I have only left the house a few times. Once to go through a drive-thru on Thursday (hush, we all eat badly at least once in a while), once to take my youngest out to lunch on Friday and then the husband and I went out for a spontaneous dinner date on Friday night.
There’s a theme there: food.
Otherwise, I’ve been quite happy here on the homestead in my casual clothes, hair pulled back in a pony tail and no make-up. Ahhhhh, yes, the comfort…the husband’s always telling me “Comfort over style.” It’s not like I always listen — the 110+ pairs of shoes in my closet attest to that — but I do see the value of that statement more and more often, the longer I live here.
When it’s 85 out with a zillion percent humidity, it’s easy to not want to go outside, especially when your husband’s stocked the fridge and freezer after a monster Costco shopping trip and the pantry’s full, thanks to his grocery store trip. (Yes, I know how lucky I am — I trained him right! It all started back when I was pregnant with #3 and had two other little kids and I complained enough of how hard it was to shop with a toddler who wouldn’t sit in the cart. It was before all those cool little seats and I guess it has paid off now!) Yet, when you’re tired of hearing the faint buzz of the a/c and you watch the swaying of the rose bushes in the breeze, you have to head outside to the pool. That gardenia scent is still everywhere, and we now have a duck that lives in our bushes, so there are sound effects to go with it all, even if a quack isn’t quite when you envision when you picture yourself laying on a lounge, poolside.
I found myself wandering the property quite a lot over the three-day weekend. I’d water the garden, thinking about all the food I was going to make with the upcoming harvests, then meander around my studio, tinkering with this pair of earrings, that Cricut file. With no set schedule, no one requiring anything at a certain time, it was heavenly. Barbecue here, drink there, read a few pages…or quite a few. (“50 Shades of Grey.” Don’t judge me.) Watch a DVR’d movie, play a game of chinese checkers. Read a few pages. Grab a cookbook and plan future meals. Finish a magazine I’d neglected for weeks. Text with my daughter back in CA. Snuggle with my little guy and watch a DVR’d Ghost Hunters show. Text with my niece back in CA. Read some food blogs. Trim some roses.
Overall, it only lacked the rest of the people that we love being with us. If they were here, it would be a lot more tempting to go even longer without leaving my little island. With the trees covered in greenery, we can’t see another soul for ages if we choose not to. The appeal is much bigger than you’d think. I’m not a materialistic person (really, despite the aforementioned shoe fetish) and am quite happy surrounded by the people and things I love. The peace of country living is almost perfect. The freedom to wander, with complete privacy, from one enjoyable activity to another, without deadline, is such a wonderful feeling.
Now that the work week is in full-swing, there are deadlines and there is less freedom, but I still like my island, and with Beryl headed this way, bringing a whole lot of rain, I may not leave again until this next weekend. Hermit? Nah, just enjoying my little island while it’s still ours. (And if you want to buy it, we’re waiting on you! One day, soon, I pray, I will be able to post “California, here we come!”)
Off to shop some more at Amazon. My cookbook wish list grows daily and a small shopping spree awaits. For me, new cookbooks are treats, and next on my list? SprinkleBakes and King Arthur Whole Grain Baking are at the top, followed by The Cookie Dough Lover’s Cookbook; that last one is yet to be released, but I’m counting the days! Chocolate cookie dough is a lifelong favorite of mine and I can’t wait to explore a whole book devoted to a favorite sweet.