Why is when we move or getting our house in order we find parts of our life we can suddenly do without?
For almost 2 days now I am shifting boxes and bags from one corner to another in the idle hope of finding space or order in things. So far I have filled other boxes and containers with loads of stuff coming out of other boxes and or bags, am I really creating order in chaos or just changing the outside of the box they were in, in the first place?
I wonder why it is or rather feels like nothing is changing in a situation that has completely changed. Tomorrow evening I know things will definitely be in a different order as I hope my basement, the place where all things undefined go, will be a clean organized space. This should be the start sign of getting my house on track to being a home.
This evening on the couch I watched a movie where so much that happened also seemed to be part of my life, it made me frown, just a little as at my age we should be worried about every forced wrinkle. It didn’t take long to realize that every body has these moments. Not the only one with bad luck on this world, so with a smile thinking that all isn’t that bad.
The quick plan of cleaning and getting things in order just can’t go that fast without loosing track of other items. And this way I know what I am doing and hopefully by the end of the year I can still remember where I put some things I need in that season of festivity.
The neighbors are happy to see me, not leaving! Not to have the feeling to have to drive to the ferry is not yet settled, so it will take some time. Starting next week at my new job will probably help realizing the change in my head. Someone told me it is only something that takes time and that is it, to me it is a little more than that because it also is a big financial change, so I have to get use to a budget again. After all those years I go back to basic. I just have too, otherwise there will be bigger troubles at the horizon. Positive is my attitude and somehow I am going to make it. Adjusting is the magic word here, and that will be on track in a while.
Seems like life has to get organized and playing somewhere on the globe has become history, when I cross borders in the future it will be for a holiday.
Time to find my lines and borders to cross or not cross, that is the question…….
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