A little housekeeping note: I am a writer. What I write here and in my memoir is about my life. Sometimes I share bits about those who play starring roles in my life, like my husband, my children, and my close friends. I also sometimes share about my past (and, of course, my memoir is about my past). I write about MY life, MY family, MY experiences, not someone else’s family. (I’ve received inquiries of late asking about the book I wrote about someone else’s family. I’m addressing that question publicly since the email bounced back.)
I shall now entertain the rest of you for a moment before we get on with the words -
So, we are now officially in our new place. With the exception of a few boxes, we are settled in and comfortable. For the first time in months, I feel balanced. Limbo and uncertainty are not places I like to hang out.
Our new home, which is kind of a cabin, is small and cozy, and I really love it. I wasn’t sure at first how we’d fit – 4 grown people, 3 dogs, and 1 cat – but it’s actually good! My office is no longer a room but rather a corner of the living room. Again. And I even love that. As I write this, my husband and the pups are napping in the same room and I can look around and admire each of them. I’m working in the middle of our life again, instead of holed up in another room. I like this best, and it also gives me better reasons not to stockpile things I might need (but end up never actually using).
We purged a lot with this move, and I feel really good about that. I hate owning too much, and yet I’m very good at getting too much and holding on to too much. I am hopeful to begin living with less as we go on. Read a book – send it on. Don’t wear something for more than one season – send it on. Dust collectors – send ‘em on.
We also learned we will never, ever, ever, ever again move into a house that sits atop 33 stairs. Or even 23. Or even 13. Maybe 5, tops.
Now that we are settled in, I’m getting back to business, both writing- and photography-wise. I’m really excited because I love new beginnings, and I love the challenge of re-building what was once already on its way to being successful (my definition of success, not the world’s). I’ve started a group on Facebook called “Let’s Get Rejected” after being reminded by my awesome friend Mridu about the 100 Rejections list I used to run. I’m challenging myself and others to chase those rejections! (See the group for details and to join in.)
I’m inspired by all the changes that have taken place and those still to come. And, as always, I am thankful for you for stopping by.