I call this photo the thinker because she has an expression on her face like you and her just had a long talk and you finally came around to her way of thinking. And she says to you, “Yes, my young one, I think you have finally learned the way things are…” or something equally corny.
and this one because she just looks so excited and jubilant.
1. I saw this online today and I’m wondering if this is a better option for me than trying to get personal wireless installed whereever i live in South America. definitely more mobile and less red tape. and since it supports my belief in universal wireless, I’m a fan. Have I mentioned lately how excited I am to be heading south soon?
2. I am starting to think the pigeons have a personal vendetta against me. The first time one pooped on the doorhandle of my car could be coincidence but a second time two days later? I think they must have heard me when I said they were the “rats of the sky.”
3. and a little something more for you…How does that child not fall over from the sheer weight of that head, those ears and hair, bib, and everything else on top?
When gmail first came out, I had heard that it was a decent email provider so I snagged up an email address in the early days and was able to get an email with just my first name. Being as there may be a few other Kristylee’s in the world, I often get emails from people claiming to me my mom or my best friend or asking if I’m so-in-so’s girlfriend. Generally I inform that them that I am not the Kristylee they are looking for and that perhaps they got something wrong.
But this one, I think I’m going to keep.
No idea who it is that sent it and at first I thought it was spam. (If I were a spammer I would totally send stuff like this.) The text said that this was the reason you should always “twirl around in front of the mirror before leaving the house.” I think it’s safe to say that this is a good principle.
In preperation for my move home, I’ve been cleaning out my childhood room, a task that I have put off for oh, about ten years. I don’t think I’ve lived in this room for any decent about of time for about that long and years worth of junk, much of it not even mine, has accumulated. Apparently my family thinks that my room is the place where furniture goes to die.
Never in my life have I felt so old. I don’t even remember half that stuff, from what feels like multiple lifetimes ago and I can’t help but wonder who was that girl? I’d also like to know why she thought it was important to save Mr. Lambert’s 7th grade history notes and when she expected to EVER need or want them again.
But I’m also starting to get excited about the next stage of my life. This coming August I’ll be relocating myself and my business to South America. To live and work in a foreign country for a significant amount of time has been a dream of mine since high school. (I guess that’s one part of that girl.) I’ve been planning this for years and am so. excited. that it’s finally coming true.
The plan is still in formulation but right now I’m planning on going to Ecuador for at least the first three months. Get a small apartment for myself in earshot of the ocean. Little kitchen, hammock and wireless internet. I am also planning on spending a significant amount of time in Colombia, a place I’ve been close to but never been. I will mostly likely take a few weeks to travel up the coast of Ecuador and Colombia to find the perfect spot to settle.
Cartegena
Medillion (hoping to see Vince!)
Santa Marta
Perhaps Costa Rica, maybe Brazil. There is much to be conquered. Right now my time frame is 6 months to a year but in reality, there are few limits. If I’m working there, I can stay until I get bored.
