After 103 time changes, I finally learned the secret. Of course, I haven’t been able to test my hypothesis. The government will probably finally vote on getting rid of the time change once I have my method perfected, but here’s what worked this time: Pretty simple, yeah? I suppose that for some people waking early…
Going into the time change tired. How do we think I’ll feel on the other side? One of the things I love about our new house is the Eastern view out my window and balcony. I’ve been up before the sun every day this week (which probably accounts for my fatigue), but I’ve been treated…
I wish there were something really exciting to report this week, but there isn’t. I think things would seem more “exciting” except that I didn’t take the time to plan and journal this week. Life just happened without my thinking too much about it, creatively or otherwise. There are probably really good reasons to do…
The week was fairly uneventful, but I got a lot of work-work done. It’s been awhile since I focused on work. It’s been five weeks since we started the moving process. While this one wasn’t normal, in the sense that most things got done, I feel like I made progress. I’m thankful that I can…
The days have been long and a bit scattered, but the sunrises have been amazing. Our old house had a postage stamp-size backyard that was mostly hill, so when we looked out the back door it was a wall of ground cover and fence that we saw. The new house has a much better view,…
I was really hoping that this would be the week that I found the New Normal. It didn’t really happen, so maybe this will be “the month that I find the New Normal.” That sounds like a good way to pivot, don’t you think? We are still unpacking and finding places for things. Some of…
It feels like we’ve been moving for months. Mentally, at least. It’s been a full three months in preparation, and I’m more than done. Yesterday we turned in the keys to the old house, after I did one last walk through, took a quick video, and had a short cry. Bryan, who seems to understand…
Moving is a humbling experience. It’s been so long since we moved, I’d forgotten this universal truth. Pride goes before the fall When I saw a man moving into a house in our old neighborhood a few weeks ago, I noticed that he had packed stuff in trash bags. Silly me thought, “I’m not doing…
It’s been a wild couple days, so much so that I haven’t had much time, brain space, or internet connection to write the Weekly Ramble, or even journal for myself, a habit that is precious to me. I am typing this from my bed in the New House, but will have to upload this at…
I’m finding myself so interested in life these days. It’s weird. That sounds like a weird sentence in itself. Bear with me. After reading Be Your Future Self Now and starting an independent study of the book of John, I have so much more enthusiasm for the future. Not that I know what the future…