Moving ON

Ugh!  I forgot how grueling moving can be, and this one was smooth and relatively easy.  I spent the last two months purging, sorting and packing.  I moved with an empty desk and file cabinet so that I could start fresh.  All of that feels wonderful, but here I am, surrounded by boxes and chaos, allergies raging, and I just want to cry.  I should be excited about this new beginning, and mostly I am.  I've been pushing myself for months now, trying to stay organized and productive, and now I need to crash for a little while, but I can't crash, yet.  I know I'll get things settled eventually and should probably be patient and kind to myself, but I am a go-getter and like to have everything in place.  The CD has been on hold during this move and is calling out to me.  My work is demanding, and I'm tired.


However, I have used my writing desk, that stands by a sunny window, morning and night, my computer is hooked up, most of my books are shelved, and I am enjoying my cozy room.  I'm living with a wonderful friend who is a worker and is cooperative, gentle and kind.  I look forward to gardening in this big wonderful yard where the peas and greens are already coming up and flowers smile at me as I go up the front steps.  I will bathe in the love of my wonderful friends who have helped me through this tough time and supported me in moving away and forward.  I will learn to be patient with myself, and all will be well.