I’m beginning to feel like a real person again. For a while there I felt like a robot going through the motions. I don’t know what I was thinking, taking two summer classes and moving all at the same time. In order to make it through I had to pretty much disappear from my life, except for the necessary. It was a bit of a fire; changing; molding. But I feel like I have come out of it more myself. My classes were fabulous. I now have a new view of my future and hope to move forward on a new path. I am going to step out and begin doing some freelance social media and marketing consulting.
Getting our little house all set up is also very exciting. We are still unpacking and arranging. I have tons of wallpaper to rip down and painting to do. Our house still has a funky “old person” smell; I’m hoping some more deep cleaning and painting will get rid of that. This house reminds me of my Great Grandma’s house, which makes me feel even more at home. MR and I have enjoyed a few rainy mornings out on our porch and are beginning to fall in love with our little house. There is a lot of work to do, so it is a little over whelming.
I keep finding that I need to remind myself to find time for activities that have nothing to do with anything except me. I am trying to slow it down after this lighting fast summer. I am looking forward to fall. I hope to do more baking, start a jazz class, and maybe start to learn how to meditate. But all slowly and one at a time… Life goes by too fast. I want to slow it down, hold it in my mouth, and breathe it in. I hope one day I won’t have to remind myself to do that.