The wind has been howling these last few days, it´s been blowing so strong, it has been rocking my truck. Making me feel like I am now living on a boat which is in the middle of the ocean.
This is not the ocean.
I have a thing, for hanging stuff, when you have lived in small spaces, it makes sense to hang things from the walls, so that you can free up more floor space. My cups hang above one of the three windows, with fruit baskets hanging from the shelves over my kitchen.
My girls like to do the same and right now, each of those hanging items are swaying. I really don´t mind the wind, but when it has been windy for a few days, it begins to make me feel a little stir crazy.
Yesterday I went to the market and found myself seeking shelter indoors, as being outside was too much for me. There were a lot less market stalls as well. Then later in the day, as I was walking back home, after dropping my daughter off to go on a trip. I found myself walking against the wind.
At first I found it funny and even laughed out loud at times. My little canine friend Rusty was with me and he was super excited trying to catch the many leaves blowing in the wind, whilst I was desperately trying to hold onto him, seriously worried that he may actually take flight, if I were let let go of his leash.
But soon the noise of the wind and the force of it, started to make me feel a little crazy, there really is no other way to describe it. I just had to scream into it at one point, luckily when no one was around. It´s as though, the force of it, was trapped within me and I had to just scream it out.
To be clear, I usually really love walking when the wind is blowing, it revitalizes me. Wind that you can actually walk in that is. But when it hinders my ability to move, then I begin to enjoy it less and less.
This wind has been pretty relentless for days now and I am so ready, for a break from it. Whilst also feeling very grateful that I do have a dry space for me and my girls to dwell in, even if it has been rocking non stop.
I love to be outdoors, but I´m finding that difficult these last few days. It´s just too intense out there, so me and my girls are spending most of our time inside, which when you live in a small space can be a bit trying at times.
I step outside and the wind blasts me once again, it has filled my life, to the point that I feel like I can not escape it. Even on here, as I sit writing about it. I checked the weather forecast and it looks like it´s going to be with us, for another few days.
Tomorrow I am attending a work day, at the creative space that one of my daughter´s attends . It is in such a beautiful place, out in the wild. It is also very exposed. I love when I get to visit there, but well I am not so eager this time.
I hope, that the wind blows a bit calmer tomorrow, so that I can at least focus on the jobs that need to be done. But lets see, maybe it will be the final straw and I will indeed go full bat crazy!
