Homebody? or anxiety disorder

I love to travel. No doubts about that fact. However, I don't know why that, as I get older, I hate leaving more. It is never the destination that makes me anxious, and not really the journey (at least I don't think so...) but leaving home gets hard and makes me anxious.

Maybe it is just another reflection of the "homebody" I am. I love my home, MMBG, the 4-legged crew, and our house. I love the peaceful life we have here at home, the one we all work so hard to make as happy as possible. Thankfully, happiness at home is not hard to find - the norm rather than the exception.

Y2K house??

It amazes me that how self-reliant mmbg and I could be at our house. Apples, pears, raspberries, blackberries, turkeys, deer, herbs, grapes, horseradish, and something new everytime we - well - have a moment of new awareness.

Oh, and you may ask why this blog exists.... Ask again in the future.