In less than 48 hours, I’ll be back in my home state of Michigan, for what could (if we’re being generous) be called a “long weekend”. My dear husband got himself invited to a conference and I’ll be splitting a few days between my parents. I wish it was more time, so I could see all of the people I love who are spread out across the state, but at least I’ll get to see my parents.
I haven’t blogged lately, or even really thought about blogging much–exhausted, apathetic, busy, stressed, depressed, out of words. There are dozens of words and phrases that could describe my life and my state of mind lately, and most of them are not good.
The rest of our trip to DC was fun, but I am so happy to be done traveling for a little while.
Moving: 10 days.
Our wedding: 50 days.
I had today off. I have tomorrow off too. So I’m trying to enjoy it as much as possible, because my opportunities for relaxation will be very limited in the next couple of weeks. Today we went to the craft store and looked at a few things…I have some ideas for wedding lunch decorations now, and I just need to get the supplies. And, um, make the time to do all this do-it-yourself stuff.
I cringe a bit when I see a flood of “New Year’s Resolution!!!!”-type posts on social media this time of year. You don’t need a new year to be a new you. You just need the motivation to get off your ass and get it done. January 1st is just an easy date to remember if you do actually make the progress you wanted to make.
Back in early May, Dallas and I left our little home in the upstairs section of an old farmhouse for what was a truly epic road trip. We had ourselves and virtually everything of any importance to either of us crammed into his truck, and we drove almost a thousand miles over two days to get to his parents’ house.