Settling Into Life...

Well, I am all moved in to my new home now. I love it. I continue to amaze myself on how organized it all is. It has not yet reached that state of chaotic "fwoom" of clutter that my apartment was in. Maybe it's the extra room. I also love the part of town I live in--reminds me a little of my hometown when I was growing up. Last week I went to a bandshell concert in a small park nearby and watched the little kids run around and smash into each other. Kind of made me wish my life was that simple again.

My hiatus continues...I am doing everything I can do, applying in several places and even had one interview, but the phone remains silent for now. The best I can do is relax, stay focused and enjoy my time while I wait, live in the present moment and not worry about what happens tomorrow or next month. There is, after all, something to be said for a cup of tea on the patio or taking a swim in the early morning before the mommies and kids take charge of the pool. You grab hold of these things while you can.

New Home, New...

I'm gradually getting settled into my new home. Unfortunately I've been burning a lot of gas with the back and forth shuttling. But now the loads are getting smaller and I can split my time between two places until the movers come grab the rest of my furniture. I spent my first night there last night, in my rocker/recliner, listening to the Grand Ole Opry, watching the lightning and thunderstorm and being glad I wasn't out in it. Beautiful.

I've been spending a lot of time in Dollar Tree (forget shopping -- the store pipes in great oldies!) and Home Depot. I'm getting slowly into the homeowner mode so I've made several trips to the latter. I even watched a demonstration on how to install a ceiling fan. That's not guaranteeing I'm attempting it, though. My greatest achievement thus far, however, is that I put up my own curtain rods. Blinds continue to be my greatest frustration. I got the measuring part down but the brackets are murder. After two hours of trying I threw in the towel.

One "tradition" I had for the past few years every time I'd move is that I would also end up with a new job. Timing once again became everything this past week, so the tradition continues in this case as well. I will be curiously looking forward to whatever opportunity God has in store for me next.

But right now, there's a move to finish.