In case this is news for you, we are moving. Again.
We’re not going cross-country this time, thank heavens! Just a mile or so away. Our rent was raised to where we simply can’t afford to stay here.
This was scary on many levels. We have pets, which is increasingly a total shut-out when it comes to renting here. The new house is much smaller, and I still have a lot of stuff. We don’t have a big circle of friends to lend a hand with the physical end of moving. I don’t have an audience for the stuff I have to let go of, like I did in Keene. And it’s even harder to let go of the stuff I chose to bring with me.
Fortunately, old friends of Jon’s recently bought a house here in Santa Rosa, and offered to rent it to us until they move up here themselves. The critters are okay, too.
But even as we breathe a sigh of relief at our good fortune, we’re still putting in a lot of sleepless nights filled with anxiety and fear.
Will my knee hold up?? (It’s been getting steadily worse.) Will the pets adapt to a smaller space? How are we going to move all this stuff?? We have to sell our washer and dryer, and the fridge we bought less than three years ago for THIS house. (I know…how can a rental not have a refridgerator??)
In the midst of this, I gave up that great display space a fellow artist offered to share with me, and though I am excited to have been in two shows this month, in a few days I have to bring all that artwork and display back home.
No room. No room. No room!! OMG, there is NO ROOM!!!
In the midst of this frenzy, I sat down with my journal this morning, with one intention in mind:
What are the GOOD things about this new house, and this move?
And soon I was able to consider 30+ things that will be better.
I felt better. I showed the list to Jon. He feels better, too. He even had something to add to the list.
I’m not saying there’s a happy side to every hard thing life throws at us. That would be thoughtless and without compassion.
But when we are trying to unwind our brains to cope with the stuff that’s just not as hard as the really hard stuff, we give ourselves more bandwidth, more oxygen, to deal with it.
Do you have a happy side to a tough life moment? Please share–I need all the happy-ness I can get!