Just kidding!
I am doing what I do best - procrastinating. At this point, all that's left is physically putting my things in my suitcases, but I am no closer to completing this task than I was 12 hours ago.
Monday night was a little get-together dinner at Buzzard Billy's with friends before I skipped town. As I sat there in the middle of groups of friends from work and different social circles, I got caught up for a minute with how incredibly lucky I am. They are more than friends; they are family to me.
The last couple months have been some of the most stressful that I've experienced. Buying a house, getting ready for this trip, craziness at work - but I've been focusing on my new mantra: Everything in life happens for me, not to me. I believe that everything happens for a reason and even the things that I don't want or don't like, they happen for me. Sometimes that means I need to learn from them, sometimes I need the perspective to feel thankful or even to toughen me up.
I don't feel tough, but I feel grateful. Grateful for the mortgage inspector who has made home buying more challenging and the boyfriend who has doing more "honey-dos" on this house that isn't even mine yet. Grateful for the circus work has been at times, and the friends at work who can laugh along with me. And next week, or next month, or next year, I resolve to still be grateful for everything.
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