One of the most interesting challenges we faced during our recent move was losing our daily routine. It's bizarre to me how thrown off you can be when you can't find the kitchen knives or your daily meals are all over the place...
Memory is funny. I have fond memories of Joshua Tree from my childhood but if I were really forced to sit down and hash it out, my sister and I were bored pretty much the majority of the time. I had a daily checklist I'd go through...BB gun, hang out in the gully, Lincoln Logs/army men and sometimes Peanuts puzzle...
There was a series called Northern Exposure in the 90's. I loved it. I love it. I just got Lisa into it. I was obsessed with the idea of living in Cicely, Alaska until I found out it was a fictional town...
Remember all of that hype about breathing and taking it all in stride I spewed yesterday? Well I've been awake since 2am stressed about this big move of ours. We head up today to get the keys and now it's real. So after an hour of laying and NOT breathing, I got up to let you know. It's not easy. This whole living thing is hard. That doesn't change but I sat and took some breaths and scrolled through some photos of our new town and I'm okay. Hopefully Lisa won't read this.