Despite my instinctive need for planning in my life, many things in the past few months have been left as loose ends, and have had us hanging in the air without a safety net.  I have been able to maintain a certain commitment to logic and safety in regards to a few little items though.

For example, we are renting for now. Giving ourselves a bit of room to become established and settled, keeping our options open as we discover the island and find our footing. As well, our dreams of investing into a beautiful sailboat were put on hold this summer.  We had fears of having to move off island and searching high and low for available boat moorage in the coming years.

So we wait until we are sure.  We wait until we have that little ounce of security. We wait until we have no questions about our choice.

Or so I thought that was what we were doing.

With hubby home for a few days before I head off to Toronto, it is becoming obvious that the roots have grown a little faster than he was letting on.

He had us quickly booked into a day of looking at a home for sale and a sailboat. . . things are definitely moving fast!  Very fast.

We didn’t come home with a new house, but we did pick up the boat.

I had a bit of a laugh as hubby handed over the cheque with a big cheesy grin. He looked at me as I laughed, and smirked a little.

I asked him if this means he likes this little island?

and yes, yes it does. It does mean he likes this island. Very much. So much that the boat is here to stay, just as we are. So much that hubby is ready to extend the roots that I have been pushing out since we arrived here. So much that, despite his reservations and our lingering fears around the actual economics of staying here, we both know we will do what it takes to stick it out!

“Have boat, must stay” is his new motto.

So, we continue on our house search . . . looking for the perfect place to settle, permanently (or for a very, very long time!)