Almost Half-way through 2010

I have not blogged in a long, long time.  Reasons?  Life got too complicated and energy got redirected.  2009 was a year of seeing what I was made of–again.  I think that the main reason is that I was in a situation where I did not feel comfortable being as transparent as I usually am when I write.

Now, we are back in east central Illinois.  Never would have though it, but it has proved to be an excellent decision.  I was especially surprised to find that moving back here felt like coming home.

So, we are settled into a small bungalow, considering Joel’s desire to become independent (another blog on Joel’s valiant life in PA).  Dave took some time off to faciliate the sell of our condo in Bucks County and the move back to IL.  He has become a marketing work horse, both with his Authentic Copper Canyon guide business and my Real Estate business.  He has also taken on a new hobby of cooking (mainly Nortneo food).  He and Joel do most of the shopping while I focus on becoming one of the best examples of a Buyer’s Agent possible and continuing to use my talents in coaching.

2010 did not start off easily.  We moved.  I started a new career/job/life in sales as a Realtor in the office I once was in charge of.  Dave needed to back up a bit with Mexico travel to see what becomes the political situation that falsely stirs up fear of travel there.  We sold most of our furniture.  I lived with Anne and Zac for 8 weeks, waiting  for the remodel and sale of the condo in Doylestown.  Finally, though, I flew to PA, we loaded the trucks, we drove 13 hours, we unloaded the truck…..and I broke my arm.

Now, a broken arm is not the end of the world.  It was actually pretty interesting.  I fell, knocked myself out (tripped over just-moved-in “stuff”, landing on a mop handle), and then came to with a floppy arm.  Since I was running to the phone to keep from waking Dave, I tried to figure out what was wrong with my arm…..my hand worked, but my arm didn’t.  Finally, I woke Dave and told him I thought I had hurt my arm. 

“Maybe it’s out of socket…..pull on it to get it back in.”  Dave did pull—heard a crunch and said, “Ewwww.  Put some pants on, we’re going to the hospital.”  (This from a man who was hard to convince to take me to the hospital when I was in labor.) 

Sigh.  Fractured humerus.  Appointment with surgeon 4 days later.  Surgery 2 days after that.  Another sigh.  Then awake to “radial nerve palsy” and limited use of my left hand and wrist.  Welcome to your next new life.

So now, 2.5 months later, the surgeon has proclaimed my fracture (plated and screwed back together) healed.  I am typing with aid of a device made of plastic and metal and rubber bands that I am thankful for, but a little unnerved by.  I have learned to hide my limitations when prudent.  There are 6 real estate transactions to my credit.  We had our first lead from the new website Dave has made for me.  And we are enjoying rediscovering ChamBana.  And The Woods. 

So, lots to blog about.  Joel’s adventures in PA.  Our little piece of Vermilion County heaven.  Enjoying having Wilson and Anne stop in.  Dave’s profound sense of joy.  My own reflections on the past 2 years.  Returning to a place you thought you had left forever. 

I think I am ready for a return to transparency.

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