I’ve been working on this next post for a week now… I just can’t seem to find the right moment to get out the right words. This is all that I’ve managed so far……….
I hate that line or idea, ‘All good things must come to an end.’
…maybe to make room for bigger and better things?? actually, scrap ‘maybe’ and instead, YES!: bigger and better things ahead.
My Friday night is not going at all how I intended. I
should NEED to be busy getting my casa Kitson ready for my renters come this Sunday! can’t believe it’s Friday already!!?! where has the time gone. slow down, life!! Right now I need to be cleaning, filling the holes in my walls + painting, packing up the last bits of things + selling more shit. and this all has taken a backseat. Instead, I’m sitting on my empty living room floor, listening to music and having a bit of a pity party for myself. more like a big pity party if I’m being honest. there are tears and wine involved, so pretty sure this night’s going downhill from here.
I am having a SERIOUSLY HARD TIME saying my goodbyes to this home. i’ve put my heart and soul in to it over the last 6 years… and there are special ties and tons of memories connected to it. it’s like i’m losing a piece of me. I feel like i’m moving on to the next chapter in my life and that means this home is now behind me. forever :( . (even though it’s only a year lease agreement. lol. jenna, you’re crazy) anyway. 52 free-to-do-what-I-want Mondays and weeks (mentioned previously in another post) comes with a price tag I guess. The 52 weeks thing is the YEAR leave of absence I took from my job. [for reasons to be shared in a future post] and that price tag is having to rent my house :*( someone’s gotta pay the bills…
**** fast forward and now it’s Saturday morning. ****
Last night something finally took a hold of my mood and made me realize that, jenna! this is silly. it’s not like you’re selling your house! it’s only for a year for heavens sake. AND you have a completely empty living room! PERFECT DANCE FLOOR MATERIAL.
so it went like THIS:
(Last night was an example of what it means to be a Highly Sensitive Person, well for this girl, anyway. I went from tears streaming down my face to THIS, in a matter of minutes. lol. and I of course reminded myself of everything I have to be so SO grateful for.
This video ended up being 9 minutes long so to save you the torture I condensed + trimmed it to be 3 minutes. and kudos to anyone who even makes it that long.)
**** fast forward and now it’s TUESDAY. ****
The big move and handover of keys is behind me. (well the physical part of it is. the emotional part..not so much.) And now I sit in the waiting room anxiously awaiting for my #brotherbear to come out of surgery. just never a dull moment.
I’d like to finish writing the post where I share all that’s been going on in the last 4 months but my mind is too overwhelmed with everything that’s been going on in the last 4 months. (my health has taken a big hit to say the least, and still to this day. I’m struggling and destroying it.) .. getting the right words out is too much for me to handle at the moment. and I’m okay with that. enough with the pressure I put on myself to try and ‘do it all’. all the time.