The sheer grandiosity of the house we rented has seemingly put me into a shocked state that first caused massive anxiety coupled with a constant state of awe, then relaxment, then intertwined anxiety, ending with a constricting feeling in my chest as I sit in bed contemplating sleeping or reading more of my book. I love it here! But I do not love this feeling.

I have a couple theories that either individually or combined must be the root of my shocked, overwhelmed state in the face of excitement and happiness.

1st: I haven’t traveled anywhere NEW in 5+ years, so I’m experiencing a truly awesome and unbelievably cool place and I don’t know how to manage.

2nd: I can’t recall ever staying in a mountain home THIS FAR UP a mountain. If I ever did, I was too young to remember. But the treacherous cliffs around this type of house is not one you’d take your kids around.

3rd: This is Will’s and my first time renting a place for ourselves to stay for a week. I still can’t believe I found this amazing place!