Welcome home. Taken right after we moved. Fortunately, we've cleaned up a bit since.
Good grief. As you know, we moved apartments a month ago. We are just around the corner and a few blocks away from our old place, but even so, what a pain! Our move coincided with the absolute busiest schedules for both of us. I cannot sugarcoat it. Every morning I woke up and wondered how I was going to make it through the day without losing my mind. The deadlines and the stress- it seemed like each part of my life was crashing into the others. I wouldn't recommend this sort of timing to anyone, but I'd also like to send a reminder out to the universe that You Can Get Through It. We are so very fortunate. This whole move? So trivial, in the scheme of things one could be worried about. It was a voluntary move! We weren't forced to find new shelter. We upgraded into a much bigger apartment in a neighborhood we chose and love. We have each other, our jobs, our friends and family, and of course our housing mobility and the privileges that allow us to live the way we do. Sometimes, though, when everything you own is packed into boxes and you get home late and wake up early and you don't know how you will fit it all into a day... well, sometimes it is hard to remember how good you have it. Now that we are moved, and the rest of our lives are also beginning to settle, I almost can't remember what the stress and fuss was about. We got through it, as people get through things much more stressful than this all the time.
Did I mention that I moved offices at work? On the SAME DAY as the apartment move?
The lesson in this is twofold: 1) It's ok to feel overwhelmed. It's really ok to know that things could be worse, but to still have a hard day. Don't beat yourself up and feel guilty about it. It's important to realize how good you have it and to keep your eye on the big picture but, in the end, everyone has tough days and weeks. Even good changes can be stressful. It's ok. 2) You will get through it. Whatever you are facing, be it a short move across the neighborhood or a longer one across the country-- or something much much harder, you will get through it.
Aww, look at those two.
For me, the move and the surrounding situation was the impetus I needed to simplify my schedule. To know that I can't do it all. Our new home isn't unpacked and it certainly isn't decorated in any Pinterest-worthy ways. It will take awhile before we are really settled in. But after a solid day of work outside the home, after a dinner is made from our fresh vegetables, after books are read and hugs are given, the status of our wall hangings or feng shui doesn't concern me quite so much. We all have to take things one day at a time, biting off only as much as we can chew and whittling down our to-do lists as much as possible. Meals won't always be perfect and homes won't always be decorated or even presentable, but you can make the best of it and take time-outs when you can.
Which is why I allowed myself to be swept up across the border two weekends ago to the Festival International de Jazz de Montréal for sunshine, cold beer & great jazz...