I started the year off on the right foot. I was putting things in order. Planning the year ahead. Packing for our move. Getting ready to build a beautiful future.
And then I went away for the weekend.
Who ever thought that two nights far from home would throw my world upside down. I arrived back exhausted. Unsure of where to begin. Spending long hours on the couch in and out of sleep. I have been unable to find the energy to begin again.
This upcoming weekend is jam packed. I am need of downtime and don't see any space for it in the near future. In 24 days we will be moving down the block into our love nest as our dream home is built. Things will be in flux. Pieces of our life will be packed away and others will be scattered about.
I need to hit the reset button. Start again. Put my right foot in front of my left and keep moving. I need to get back the energy I lost and find my path again. The only way to do this is to get up off the couch and start. So today I will do just that.
The Christmas tree is still up. The ornaments taunting me as I know they need to be packed away. Maybe I will begin there. One step at a time. One foot in front of the other. Beginning again, and again.