Bon Voyage!

The place I have called home for the last six months is being packed tightly into bags and boxes. I am busily getting all my ducks in a row for what comes next while saying my goodbyes. I am not sad - at least not yet. I am ready to leave. This contract has been challenging. Ah, euphemisms! At times this contract has been god awful, but how could I regret a single moment of a summer that brought me Leon? It has also reminded me of what it is I don't want, which is a baby step toward knowing what I want. It has taught me alot, it has. And so, tomorrow night, as we close this season, I might be sad. Sad to see the bubble burst because there have been, despite the challenges, happy little routines I will miss. And wonderful people that I will think about often.

But mostly I will be excited to get on with it. I am in love and can't wait to spend the rest of my life with this man. I am also curious to find out if I have any skill at all at teaching. I can't wait to get back to my nest and redecorate yet again...this time with all of L's antiques. Oh, how I long to stop putting on loads of makeup every day and icing my hamstring in an attempt to dull the pain! I want to hang out with lots of non-theatre people and plan an all inclusive trip for the beginning of December. I want my life back again and in 48 hours I will be one step closer to exactly that.

Highlights have been: tubing down the Cowichan River with the cast, Tofino with Mom, my first kiss with L, when the little child laughed in DeLovely, watching the shooting stars on the beach, my excellent suck-it-up day, sitting on the kitchen counter and talking until the wee small hours of the morning, late night Boston Pizza trips, Saltspring Island, playing house at Mark's, Brent David's visit in May, the crazy spider killing day, the afternoon the air conditioning broke down and we cancelled the matinee and spent the afternoon at the beach, taking the bus home from Nanaimo after my car broke down, The Basement video shoots, getting my promise ring in the aisle at Walmart and every other delicious moment I spent with my tornado-of-a-boyfriend.

Goodbye Chemainus. It's been a blast. I'll miss you...

Yet something tells me this isn't that last we are going to see of each other.