It’s after 11 on a summer Tuesday. Or wait, I think it’s Wednesday actually, yes. Thursday probably by the time I post this. I remember now because I had a dentist appointment on Wednesday this week and I have a date with friends on Thursday and that’s how I’m keeping tabs on the days. With things to do and people to see. Oh, summer. Even though this one feels quite different than most with our move, I still love the fact that I lose track of time. Such a luxury and I’m grateful for that.
We’re surviving over here. I’m writing this post from my phone (so 2014 of me!) because we don’t have internet yet but really THAT is the least of our worries.
But worries! When I write that I think, wait, are they worries, really? No, not really. We have rooms that are unfinished and more rooms that haven’t even been started yet but we’ll get there and when we do it will be so good. I’m just impatient, that’s all. I am that person that is usually moved in and unpacked and totally completely decorated the first night NO QUESTION. This time? Not so much. But gosh, we are healthy and able enough to move on our own and lucky enough to have somewhere gorgeous to live and so I’ve decided I need to stop stressing about the undone-ness of it all and just let it BE.
And so I’m going to do just that and I’ll be happy about it. This weekend I’m leaving the undone-ness/MESS (!) to visit home and my lake and then I’m off to NYC for a few days with my mom and my sister. TAKE THAT, MOVING! TAKE THAT, CONTROL FREAK! I’m leaving it be and we are all going to live just as well as ever!
Grabbing summer by the horns and holding on for dear life. We’re halfway through so I’ve got to start getting serious about it. August is going to be my month, I just know it.
