There has been so much and so little going on of late.
Work has been consistent, which has been a blessing if a bit boring. I’m not sure if I would have been able to deal with high stress at work and at home.
The crash of the housing/mortgage market conspired to keep me from my first attempt at simplifying things. The activities of preparing the house for show and sale have left me with a garage half full of stuff from various areas of my house. When I originally packed things up, it was with the assumption that I would be moving in under 3 months. Nine months later, I found myself with lost of showings (over 100) and plenty of positive comments on the house, but no bites. It also found me highly stressed out from having to keep the house in show ready status at all times. My stress has been matched by stress on the poor cats. Blue and Mya are still working through territory issues resulting from stress over having random strangers in the house. They are slowly going back to calm, but I’m still seeing a few fur flair ups from time to time.
Trying to save money in order handle a move, prepared me rather handily for dealing with the rising fuel costs. It has had the less than ideal side affect of turning me into more of a homebody than before. While there are merits to being frugal, I’m afraid that without some other changes, I may isolate myself.
I’m looking forward to having Cassie down next weekend. We’ll be taking a week of vacation while she’s here, assuming I can figure out where we’ll be headed.
I’m getting closer to more writing. After taking the house off the market, I’ve been slowly relaxing. With that I hope I’ll also be writing and painting more.