Yesterday during our blogger dinner, the topic of my move came up (because I talk about it non-stop of course) and Lisa made a comment that she was surprised I hadn’t had a meltdown yet with all the stress and unknowns I’ve been dealing with.
I stopped to think about it, and she was right. It’s actually kind of shocking.
Two years ago, I would have been a hot crazy mess over all of this.
Not knowing when, where or how I’m moving would have put me right over the edge.
Crying would have been an hourly occurrence.
Headaches would have throbbed non-stop.
I would have been bitching to everyone who would listen about how unfair everything was.
But not this time.
However, for some reason, I’m really taking it all in stride.
I know that things are going to work out, and I know that worrying and ruminating isn’t going to help anything.
Maybe it’s the fact that I gave up worrying for Lent?
Maybe it’s the yoga?
Maybe it’s the blog?
Whatever it is, I’m certainly thankful for it.
Yes, this has been one of the most tumultuous periods of my life – but I’ve soldiered on.
In the meantime, I’ve continued to love and live life – making memories that are leaps and bounds more enjoyable over spending months wallowing in self pity.
It’s funny how, when you aren’t even paying attention, you can evolve into a better version of yourself.
Now I think I’m going to go take a nap in my car. I’m so tired today!