RAINBOW'S END

Is this really the week that I will be going home ? 

After being away for nearly six (!!!) Incredibly endless months, it doesn't seem remotely possible that this will really happen. I've tried not to think about it very much. I've tried to expunge the thought from my mind, in case It's only a dream and I will awake disappointed.

Despite my morbid apprehension, I decided it would be appropriate to post the rainbow photo.

I took this photo in 2014,  the first year that I lived here. The rainbow appeared over the cow meadow adjacent to my property.

I had nearly forgotten about it until today.

I wish I had some concrete details about my homecoming, but I seem to know as little about it as you do.

I've heard conflicting details from the rehab staff and my physical therapists last week. This present weekend has been an agony of waiting, because I won't learn anything new until tomorrow (Monday).

I have extreme apprehension, infused only with a smidgen of joy. Being home again will be strange and impaired with difficulties due to my physical debilitations. I won't be able to do all the physical things that I used to - - at least for quite awhile.

I will still have medical care, doctor appointments, and other extremely annoying things.

I will also have some help - - which I absolutely despise. I am fiercely independent and value my privacy more than anything. I am extremely stubborn and like to do things myself.

I definitely inherited this from my father. I hate to admit that we shared any similar traits, but it's absolutely true.

I have been (secretly) preparing for my homecoming - - writing lists of what I have to do and what I need to buy.

Foremost, I need to do my annual preperations for the winter. My furnace hasn't worked for three years and I don't have $3000 for a new one.

My usual ritual is to close off the rooms I don't use, and concentrate on heating my bedroom and the kitchen. I hang a blanket over the doorway to the kitchen to hold in the heat. This year, I want to put a curtain rod over the doorway and have a thick curtain rather than a crude blanket.

I have several good space heaters, but I want to get some gas (propane) heaters in case there's a power outage. And candles and kerosene for my oil lamps.

Among the many other things I need is a new laptop. My old one is literally held together with duck tape (no lie).

I've been told by the rehab staff that I'll be given a walker, wheelchair, and other things to perpetuate my mobility.

I've asked if my mail could be delivered to my house, instead of my rural mailbox with is annoyingly far away. Haven't had an answer about this yet.

I haven't been able to fully explain everything about my house and what I need - - so I wrote things down in a letter and gave it to my social worker.

This weekend (today, in fact) my front steps are being repaired.

My house is supposed to be cleaned this week (for $100) and I heard that some kind of pellets (?) will be put down for the influx of mice. I never dared to do that when I had cats around. 

Did I ever mention that I had three snakes in the house (not at the same time) and two possums. And one time I opened the back door and a sparrow flew in!

Excitement in the woods.

I have a lot more to tell, but I'll save it for later. I don't want to be boring.

Wait a minute - - -

me boring???

Never!

Thanks for reading this.

                          With love, Jon