Shack in the Woods...

My sister has been fortunate enough to have a place at the lake and a boat for many years.  And I am fortunate enough to have a fortunate sister ;) and to get invited to tag along whenever I can.  Last weekend I went to her place at the lake and out in her boat.  Man, it felt good.  Is there anything better?  Than having a) a getaway and b) having getaway next to the water?  Then I came back to Nashville and it made me think...  "the woods are looking pretty good"...

When I moved to Nashville, I knew for me to stay here I would have to have family here.  My family, or start a new family.  I've been here a while.  I have the most amazing friends in the world, I love them and they will be my friends forever, they are "family".  But, at the end of the night, they go home... and then, it's just me. 

I was open to the possibility of life without Nashville and found myself in Atlanta last year.  Everything I owned in the Madison, TN Public Storage.  I sold my house 2 days before the Nashville flood and was supposed to move into a new place in Nashville, but that didn't work out, so I found myself in Atlanta.  Sleeping on my parents couch (well not sleeping, awake in the middle of the night) I prayed... basically for work for my hands, my life's work.  If it was not music, show me what it was!  I had been telling God I would do whatever He asked me if He would just speak loud enough for me to hear.

The next morning (11 am to be exact) a good friend called from Nashville with a job offer...  Could I take her old job?  The employer wanted someone by word of mouth and I was the only person she recommended.  She was moving on to take a full time job as Assistant to the pastor of a church.  She said the job was great AND because it was part time and flexible hours it had allowed her (and would me) to continue music.  If I wanted it, I had to move back and start in two weeks.  So I took that for as much of a sign that in my heart I could not refuse, and I moved back to Nashville in October.  (more on this, the job and God's apparent sense of humor in another post)

What's the point?  A song of course...  and that if all else fails, I'll just buy a little shack out in the woods.  Hell, I don't need much anymore!  I can write and be inspired anywhere.  A guitar, some wine, and a boat (and some cool Frye boots).  Yeah. 

One of my goals is to have a boat, learn to drive it well and have a place by the water.  I don't care if it's a shack in the woods... as long as it's filled with music and the one I love.

So I started writing that song today.  When I finish it, I'll post it here and you'll know just where the idea came from...  Until then, I just show up, suit up, and wait to find out why God moved me back to Nashville.
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Update... 2013... Well... I finished that song...!!! and as promised, will post it here...!!

http://www.reverbnation.com/pennydale/song/14766536-shack-in-the-woods

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Best of both worlds?  (IPO)
Have a place in the city...
A getaway to get to whenever you want to get gone...
and the freedom to get there often.
To live and work with friends (in my case songwriters) and get out of town with them often, so really,  even then you are "working" you're just doing what you love.  Everybody brings an instrument and work becomes play = my dream.   Just need one more thing.  I don't think my little shack would be complete without some love being made inside.... : )

I just need someone to dance with...
and to write the next verse.