First off, thanks for all the nice, understanding, supportive comments.
This has been a loooooooong week. Really. I look back to Monday and the events of that day and it feels like it was weeks ago.
We've shared the news with as many people as we know, we've talked through various moving/housing scenarios (with a lot of stuff still up in the air), and we've calendared like nobody's business.
But mostly we've taken some time to sit and let it settle in our minds. Get a feel for it. Wrap this big change around our brains. No major actions have been taken (other than some mild pinning).
Just feeling and processing what this means.
Last Sunday I remember feeling really . . . heavy. Heavy with the weight of this big decision. The first part of this week I felt sad for changes that I knew would come. And later I alternated through feeling sensitive, loved, disconnected, grumpy, blessed, nostalgic, and blegh.
Last night Scott and I went out and it was just what I needed. A rejuvenation.
On our way out of town I told him about this funk I was in and I really really wanted to fix it. Even suggesting that I need to put some motivational posters/quotes on my computer desktop as a visual reminder -- I'm sure pinterest could help me with that. I don't want to bring down the people around me. I don't want to whine or appear whiny or mopey. I need to put my big-girl panties on and look forward to this change & it's opportunities and embrace it. I sometimes preach (or think) this "get over it and move on" mentality when I see others struggling . . . now, I need to take my own advice.
Scott gave me his usual advice in these situations: "Feel, deal, and heal."
And I think I've been able to do that. As I said, last night was a rejuvenation. I feel much lighter today. I feel like I want to smile instead of forcing a smile. I'm ready to get back on track.
And I think that this motivational piece of wisdom from Barney Stinson (of How I Met Your Mother) fits perfectly . . . .
When I get sad I stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story.
And so this week I am going to be awesome instead.
. . . . be awesomely organized -- I am putting together a big binder to keep us organized during the move and to collect info on schools, etc.
. . . . be an awesome scrapbooker -- my week in the life album is half-way finished. I will complete it.
. . . . be an awesome mom -- Yesterday I purchased all the supplies to make tie-dye t-shirts with the kids. Oh ya. Payton saw a booth full of t-shirts at the Saturday Market and really wanted one. I promised him that we would make our own at home.
. . . . be an awesome homemaker -- This week I will begin my room by room deep-cleaning and purging project. The question will be, "Is this something I really want to pack in a box and bring 1000 miles with us?"
Sounds like an awesome plan to me.
