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#WeekendCoffeeShare: Jolt

WCS Tea BagIf we were having coffee, I’d reintroduce myself. It’s been three weeks. On April 15, I was Eastering and Mom Birthday-ing (two, two, two parties in one!). On April 22, I was emergency adjacent. I’m exhausted still this week, but I’m here. I’m on my second venti black iced tea and still could nod off. It’s not the company, I swear. … Let’s chat.

I’ve seen and heard disturbing things these past few weeks (during the emergency and other times). My equilibrium was shaken, but is returning to normal. The one good thing about jolts like the ones I experienced: it brings things like my goals and dreams, and the finite nature of time, into finer focus (again).

I’ve been working toward leaving the megalopolis (there are almost 60 million people between Washington, D.C. and Boston, Mass., and that’s about 59.999 million too many for me). Certain steps had to take place first. Almost ready. Also, I have a list of places I want to visit and things I want to do that I haven’t yet. Yes, parts of adulting wear me out and encourage wrapping myself in a blankie and watching Gilmore Girls reruns every night. I’ve started the process of making some parts of adulting easier. And the jolts make me want to do more of it and have the achieved results faster. It also makes me want to do things I’ve been putting off, for one reason or another.

I will more fully live my life.

I will do the things I want to do.

I will go to the places I want to go (including moving, as soon as I find the right spot outside the megalopolis).

And I’m saying it in public so you know and I know you know and just knowing that will remind me that it’s know, er, now or never. Well, not really, but doesn’t it seem that sharing things like this makes one more likely to stick to them?

I promised myself that I would use this feeling and momentum to do, to be, more. Of course, that’s happened before. This time feels different.

I never made promises lightly and there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left we’ll walk in fields of gold

Life. This is it, the one I get (cue the One Day At a Time theme song). And, even though I love birthdays, my recent one reminds me, along with the jolt, that I’m not getting any younger. Time to take leaps again.

This week’s fun: #ThursdayDoors: Before and After. And, as always, my #365Project on Instagram.

This week’s challenge: Catching up and catching my breath and catching a break.

Sunday will be me wrapped in the blanket, reading a book, nodding off, or just taking it easy. On Monday, I begin, again, checking things off my list, creating more of my life, moving forward and toward.

Until next week… Peace.

My favorite version of Fields of Gold by Eva Cassidy


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8 Comments

  1. Kathleen Howell

    Good luck with your move! I hear ya, the less crowded, the better for me as well.. You had me at blanket and book! LOL So much to read, so little time. Have a great week!

    • Thanks, Kathleen. When I was 18, I wanted to live in NYC. The older I get, the more space I want between me and other people. 🙂 I hope to get some serious reading done this week. I miss my books!

  2. Good luck with keeping the momentum going and making these changes. Sounds like the time has come and I really agree with you about the benefits of putting your plans in writing and putting them out there. It’s the equivalent of signing on the dotted line.
    xx Rowena

  3. Exciting times for you! It is a wonderful thing to follow the fluttering butterfly of life and freedom! It will be interesting to follow your journeys via your blog… My best friend and his wife are moving to Alabama on Friday for better things. We are having breakfast on Tuesday for the last time… It will be sad, yet thrilling as they prepare for their new life!

    • Thanks! I’m happy you’ll be coming along. That’s nice that you’re having a send-off for your friend and that you’re so happy for them! Not everyone lets go so easily (not that it’s easy, but you understand what I’m saying. 🙂 ).

  4. You have been busy. Good luck in your search for a place to move. Peace!

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