Just when I thought I would never have to look at a packing box again, life called and said, “You need to go to Nineveh”. Remember Jonah? “No. Unh-uh. No way.” That’s right. My words, exactly.
We all know how the story went; after much refusal, and disagreement, a large fish was called in, swallowed Jonah, took him to Nineveh, and spit him out on the shore. I live by the sea, so the possibility of a rerun of that unfortunate turn of events is not lost on me.
It always amazes me how different my journey continues to be, even when I think I finally have it figured out, from what I originally planned. But, plans and preferences aside, I am needed in another place for another season. And I would rather my means of getting there be anything than the insides of a big, hungry fish.
Someone cue Willy Nelson! “On the road again, I just can’t wait to get on the road again…”
Galactic Junction 
Well however you go, have a safe and enjoyable journey. 🙂
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Thank you! New adventure on the way!
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Oh my no. I have a 90 year old mom who lives over the mountains in the Willamette Valley, and has gotten to the point where she needs help. So, I am on my way! Thanks for asking.
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And you’re just going to leave us hanging?
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Hope that you are able to help your mom and still find time for YOU.
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Thank you. It will be challenging, but I have learned to use those early morning hours well. I appreciate your comment!
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May the whale spit into a nice place. Best wishes.
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Thank you! I am here in Corvallis, OR. Whale travel was not necessary this trip. Oh thank goodness!
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How close is Corvalis to Portland? That is where Raye is (Jots from a Small Apartment).
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About 84 miles. It is a straight shot up the Willamette Valley.
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I mentioned to my wife about visiting certain areas to meet fellow bloggers. I have been to Seattle once, but would love to explore the our Northwest and British Columbia. So, at some point and if you are willing, I may reach out.
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Sounds lovely!
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There be gold in them thar hills ?
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I actually am laughing out loud! The closest I’ll get to that is a wheel barrow full of iron pyrite.
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