Reflections from a midlife journey
Wasting time
At any given moment almost every day of late there is a litany of things I think I should be doing running on an endless loop in my head. I should be ...
Roses and unicorns
I’ll be honest: Although our move to Oregon has been good in many ways, it hasn’t been all roses and unicorns. Not for me. Changing cities. Moving. Starting a new job. Buying a house. Any one of those things on its own is a big, stressful change. Doing them all at the same time? Overwhelming. The “WTF was I thinking?!” kind of overwhelming.
Another perfect place
In March, on our last scouting trip to Bend, Oregon, Todd and I went to see a house that had recently come on the market—again. We liked the house instantly. In so many ways, it was perfect; exactly what we were looking for.
A perfect place
I had been so focused on and consumed by The Move that I hadn’t fully grasped the significance of what I had just accomplished. I had successfully found my perfect place and took the leap to really be there.
Embrace the suck
I love this saying. It’s a common military phrase that I learned from my husband Todd. I can’t tell you how many times he and I uttered this phrase over the past several weeks while preparing for our move to Bend, Oregon.
Moving sucks. Period.
Gifts of letting go
Since my last post about my big shift, realizing that moving to a place we want to be is more important than what gets us there, I felt a huge weight lift. I no longer felt like I had to grasp and force something to happen in order to realize our dream. The truth is I have no control over what happens, when, or how. But I do have a choice
Shift happens
I’ve been stuck in limbo, waiting for something—anything—to happen that would move the needle toward realizing the B&B dream and moving out of the Bay Area. I was feeling sad, frustrated, and desperate. Then a thought came to me ...
Comfort & the waiting
Waiting means a lot of uncertainty. I’m not a fan of uncertainty. It requires patience, which only makes me want to grasp at or push at things to get them moving. Uncertainty makes me uncomfortable.
A wise woman I know told me that uncertainty means embracing discomfort. Really, who wants to embrace discomfort?!