Bless my gypsy soul

Well after four days of raging fever and non-stop coughing, it looks like I’m going to make it.  

I guess I am the perfect poster child for why you should get the flu shot, 

I won’t risk it next year, that’s for sure.

I tell you what, laying in bed sick all these days it has give me plenty of time to think.  

Now for some that could be a good thing, but for me who has a gypsy soul, 

it could spell trouble. 

That right in my stages of fever pitch delirium 

wander lust set in and I began to wonder, 

“what if” or  “just maybe”.

What if I just let my gypsy loose, let her free, 

let her follow her dreams for a change, just where would she take me?

Well I’ll tell you where she’d take me, 

“Oregon”!!  

That’s right this little gypsy as always dreamed of living in Oregon,

 ever since she was ten years old and went there on a family vacation. 

Through all her years and many travels none have called to her more
 than the forests and ocean of Oregon. 

All she needs to do is hitch up her wagon, or in this case her 1968 Ideal, and hit the road.

She’s already got a beautiful little lot all picked out,
 it located on the Siletz River, just outside of Lincoln Oregon.

Sure it would mean selling everything that couldn’t fit into the back of a pickup truck and the trailer. (fortunately the Harley fits just right in the pickup bed)

Our cat Smokey
 could ride up front with Ray and I,
and our two bulldogs,
Meatball and LuLu could ride next to the Harley.

That’s it;
this gypsy is ready to roll!!

Crazy you my say, but if not now when?  

When is it OK to be a little or a lot crazy and chase after your dreams?
 My baby is going to be 22 years old this April,
not much of a baby anymore;  and my other two children,
my grandson and son-in-law are already living in Oregon.

I’m going to be 47 years old this July, again I ask you
“if not now, when?”

It’s not this gypsy’s dream to live in this little trailer forever,
only while building her dream home. 

A single level Timber Home, no more than 2000 sq ft,
 two bedrooms, two and a half baths and a back deck over looking the river.

This little beauty is only 1580 sq. ft.

Wow, what a dream!!!

But alas after several more Advil the fever has broke and sanity is starting to set in. 

Time to rein in my little gypsy,
get out of bed take a shower,
get dressed and join the land of the living once more. 

But even as I dry my hair and say hello to a new day,
 there’s still a little gypsy inside of me that’s whispering,
“just maybe”.

Can't you just see me sitting on the back porch,
sipping a warm cup of tea,
I know I sure can!!
I also wanted to share with you my latest creation.
I needed a break from the sick bed and so I came upstairs
picked up my paint brush and this is what I came up with.
Enjoy!!

She's titled,
"gingerly dreaming"
maybe she's got a little gypsy in her soul.
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