A little to the north, we are easing back into life and work in Puerto Supe. We initially had a slew of plans leading up to an Alpha kick-off on Friday but yesterday made the decision to postpone that a week. Besides our own re-adjustment here in Puerto, we're also preparing for the Cubases to leave the first week of October. They will be in the US through the end of December on Home Ministry Assignment (furlough). There are a lot of loose ends to be tied up before their departure.
Home again. I suppose my panic has subsided, but being here doesn't feel comfortable yet. I told my housekeeper to take today off mostly because I'm not ready to give up my "space" and have her in the house for 4 hours this morning. It feels too vulnerable that everyone knows when we're home and not, that walking out the door means talking to a host of people, that our walls are only a curtain to the sounds of the street. I want to go back into my cocoon.
