Did I mention I'm moving back to Montreal in June? I want to drive back so I can keep a car, and to bring some things back with me. I could get a car in Montreal, but "island cars" are in excellent shape--cars in snowy cities get full of rust and damage from the salt. And then there are my treasures! Not all, but some. I'm even thinking of getting a hatchback instead, since that's what I wanted in the first place and I can carry more.
I don't want to drive through the Rockies in winter... or the Prairies for that matter... or any province for that matter. So that means either leaving now or next May or June. Now feels a bit soon. And finally, Fernando gets vacation time again next April--if we can afford it, it'd be fun for him to fly out, see my town, and drive back together.
But it feels like it's going to be a long 9 months, for him too. Hapoo. People keep saying it'll pass fast, but the phrase "tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace..." keeps going through my head. The homesickness is crushing at times, though it's gotten better.
But I'm reminding myself it's time to haul out the old creative visualization. The one way in which I support "the law of attraction" is that it seems more happy-making to focus on a positive outcome than a negative one. This way, if the negative never comes to pass you didn't waste emotional energy worrying; and if it does, well, at least you were content in the meantime. In situations where you have no control (the passage of time) it doesn't help to keep up the lamentations. And at least I have a cat with me!
So I'm going to banish Shakespeare, replace him with some other poet. Herrick maybe? Time is still a flying? There must be something better.
From now on I say:It'll pass fast! Already the countdown timer says 8 months and 12 days.
And besides, as Madame Miroir pointed out, 9 months is a good time frame, as far as New Things are concerned.