I’m about to move to Paradise.
You know how moving is. Your house is full of boxes. Every spare moment you’re thinking about your to-do list – hire the moving truck, get the carpets cleaned, disconnect the gas….
So you don’t get much time for keeping up with blog friends (or any kind of friend, really) – in fact, half the time you and your computer are having a long-distance relationship anyway. It’s at the place you WERE staying for the time being while you’re at the OTHER place. I’m talking about the last six months. But –
Paradise is beckoning. Here it is.
As an urban chick who knows f-all about fencing, solar panels, fireweed, chickens and how to maintain virtually anything – I’m moving out to the country and going fully (well nearly) sustainable. I mean, cooking your own bread over a fire, eating stuff you’ve grown in the vege patch, off-the-grid electricity, bathe in mountain-stream kind of sustainable. And leaving my day job. This is a what you might call a BIG move!
And of course, I’ll write. Paradise has internet, luckily (solar-powered, satellite-facilitated) so as soon as I get myself hooked up to it, I will blog. Well, hey, I’ll have precious little else to do except…fight the bush and lose. New start, new blog – called Turnips for Breakfast. Why? Cause that’s what I’ll probably be reduced to before I get the organic Weeties production line up and running.
Three weeks to go and then…pfff! And by the way, PLEASE consider buying my friend Irena’s cookbook, Lifting the Lid off the Goulash – or sharing the link with your friends on Facebook. She’s been the victim of elder abuse and could really do with both the moral support and the money (and it’s a great book!). Alternatively, I would love it if you could try making one of her recipes (see my previous post, I’ll be adding more recipes shortly) and send me a photo of it that I can post!