One step forward, one step back. That seems to be the progress I’m making lately, though it really isn’t. I drug all the hoses out and hooked them up for a summer of watering my flower pots out front, occasionally washing the car, and filling the bird bath. I planted blue potatoes and pumpkins with my granddaughter. I even “finally” made a decision about a planned outdoor project. So, there is some progress, just not as much as I want there to be. Such is life!
A friend has about talked me into buying a kayak. I love kayaking, and with a couple of friends to go with, this might be a great idea. We shall see. I think there are a few things I want to learn before I purchase, such as how to haul it around, how to store it, how heavy is it. I have plenty of garage space but a rack to put it up on would be nice unless it is too heavy. Those kinds of questions need to be answered first. Fun!
Moving is stressful. I am glad it isn’t me this time, but I still feel the stress of my two kids and families who are moving this summer. Ugh. One thing about being a mom: you never stop worrying about your kids.
It is not easy leaving a home you’ve built, and dear friends you love, people who have nurtured you and literally changed your life. There is new adventure out there, but it can get bogged down in the grief we experience letting go and moving on. I know. I fought depression for a year after moving, but now I have made wonderful new friends, joined a couple of fun clubs, and settled in. I’m not in the country where I could have chickens and a wide open view, but I have a granddaughter who lives close and loves to have sleep-overs at my house, so the choice is pretty easy.