blues traveler

Can I register for this?

So the moving blues have finally hit. Sad face. I knew it would come, because it always, inevitably, does. Moving is hard. It's really exciting and it feels good to leave your "old life" for something new and exciting, but after awhile, the reality sinks in. You don't know the territory. You don't know anyone. You don't have a network. You don't even have a favorite bookstore.

Sigh.

Today has been a lovely rainy day, a great relief from the blast of heat we've had all week. It's good sitting-inside-and-writing weather, which is what I've attempted most of today. It's also fitting for my mood.

But boy, boy-oh-boy, have I been blue today.

It will pass, with time. It will, I know that. But, man, today is one of those days you have to muscle through.

ffffound

Got my dress

Before you diss David's, know not only did I not want to go there, but had a boutique in Ohio lined up. However. Feeling pressed for time, I made an impromptu appointment, went, and fell in love with a dozen gowns. They have, apparently, a new buyer. Well, he or she is doing a great job. I never would have picked this out in a magazine, or thought it up in my head, but I tried it on a whim, and I just kept going back to it. I tried on fancier gowns, bigger gowns, more "me" gowns, but I couldn't cut this one, couldn't put it back on the rack, kept putting it back on. And finally the sales associate asked me, with a knowing look, "Well?"And she was right. This is it. This is the gown. And OMG I have it in my CLOSET!

do not mess with my calm

Whoa. Ok. Somewhere along the planning, things got cr-azy. But it's ok. I had to take a few deep breaths, reconvene with my beau, make some actual, concrete decisions (and stick with them) and now I feel much better.

Slightly overwhelmed because there's still a lot to do, but much better.

Little Brown Pen