The flowers are as confused as I am! The Four O’clocks, don’t really know the time of day or the season…anymore than I know if I’m coming or going!
After spending most of the weekend being under the weather—I’ve taken the slow and steady wins the race approach on the packing front.
I’ve not packed one box since last week—uhg! I do get frustrated. But rather than worry about it. I take my tea to the porch swing with Vince and swing, until his little sleepy eyes can’t take it anymore—I put him in the play pen.
…and then I jump up and get to crackin’!
I take a 15 minute nap myself!!!!
Am I still excited about moving? Yes and no. In my PRACTICAL SIDE, I’m over-joyed with the prospect of debt reduction. I’m thrilled with fewer bills, and liquidating build-up! Oh, yes! packing a few boxes to be dropped off and never seen or heard from again ---at the local charity thrift store, it sounds wonderful to me. All the practical aspects of moving, I’m excited about.
It’s the emotional aspects—that keep me faltering and second guessing myself.
Things like the porch swing.
The PORCH! I waited a long time to get my front porch!
No, not really. It’s not the swing or the porch. It’s packing up the memories--- of all the times I’ve sat on the swing doing the same thing I did today, and yesterday. Listening to the creaking of the chain in the anchor bolts; and swinging the baby ‘til their eyes are so heavy—they fall asleep in my arms.
Then, I have to say SNAP OUT OF IT!
GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! This is going to be an adventure. I dry my eyes…
and move on!
I put myself through an emotional wringer!
‘Til next time, Be Blessed!
"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous! Do not tremble or be dismayed, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go." ~Joshua 1:9
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