Monday, August 04, 2008

St. Barth Tomorrow

My ex tenant has moved out and has left me wood bar stools, a desk, an antique kitchen scale, some more furniture, candles, and a fat cat named Meow who and which I will see for the first time tomorrow.

My brand new taupe bags are not yet packed because I ordered them late and are expected to arrive after I leave which is of course not beneficial to me. My cousin has lent me his suitcase but which i have thus far refused to pack as I optimistically hold out hope that my luggage will arrive today. Speaking of which, I can't help but feel as if he is harboring some jealously or animosity connected to my leaving.

My lengthy shopping for my mother who is in St. Barth is completed.

The house has been cleaned, the garden trimmed, and the lawn mowed.

Everything I plan to bring is stored together awaiting with an expectant air for their future bag.

Yet I have this anxiety that I am missing something which will come to me only once I am on the plane or perhaps, I am just anxious, anxious about seeing my house again, or the trip, or leaving all my plants in my father's care.

Yesterday, I was so anxious, I had to remind myself I could stay if I wanted to. Which I really can't, I suppose, as I will need to work on my house. But I mean, it's strange to be so anxious without a definite reason and since I was not quite sure what I was anxious about, it was difficult to reason with myself.


  1. Good luck on your trip! You'll have to tell us all about it when you return :)

  2. Gosh... I've missed a lot! To inherit a cat is a wonderful thing though... what a gift! I cannot imagine why anyone would leave their pet behind however. Happy trails!

  3. Anonymous7:51 AM

    Hope you're having a nice time.

  4. Meesha, thanks for sending the luck. Just wanted to let you know I received it!

    Ariel, inheriting a cat can be both a gift and a curse, and she was a bit of both. Purring in my arms one moment and waking me up to eat at 4:00 AM the next!

    Drodbar, I suppose I had as different time as I could have compared to my NY life with an office job. My house required a lot of hands on work and love, but it was nice a workout which made the pool all the sweeter!


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