Picking up the thread

Over the past three years — I've been blogging for nearly three years now — I've written a series of topics to relate some of the reasons for our move to France in 2003 and to document the process of finding a house in France, selling one in California, and getting all the paperwork for the move done. Here's a list of at least some of those topics:

1. Quitting California
2. Going to Amboise
3. Monday in Montrichard
4. Seeing Saint-Aignan for the first time
5. The house at La Renaudière
6. It all starts to blur
7. Where do we sign?
8. Back to California
9. Deciding to sell
10. Scaling back and facing realities
11. May Day, now and then
12. From there to here
13. The way it was supposed to be

This morning I started to think seriously of writing some more about our move to France in 2003. When I wrote the posts listed above (they are links to previous topics) I seem to have left off at the point when we put our house on the market in San Francisco and started researching the process for getting long-stay visas for ourselves from the French authorities and permission to import the dog into France.

Then, this morning, I started readying topics about Collette and her death in 2006 and got completely wrapped up in those memories. Now I don't feel like writing. I don't have time. If you want to read a little about Collette, click the "Collette dog" entry on the index in the sidebar on the right.

We have company coming tomorrow for the weekend, and I have to go out to do some shopping — I need to go to three different supermarkets. And then I need to come back and straighten up the house a little bit.

So I'm postponing. Not procrastinating, just postponing.