the only way out is through.

We're in the eye of the moving storm right now. Yes, I've moved a gazillion times. Yes, I have muscle-bound guys (I'm assuming) coming to move furniture on Tuesday. Yes, I have some flexibility in time b/c I'm both an owner AND a renter for almost a week. But…

this is hard work.

I'm anxious to be settled again, and to start establishing new routines. I'm trying to be gentle with myself over all of the should haves that are now staring me in the face…I should have sorted through those photos by now. I should have organized my office earlier. I should have made an IKEA run before the move. 

It's hard to see the light at the end of the tunnel right now, but I know that it's there (it's not only there, it has a river view!). Trying to breathe, and remember that the only way out is through. 

Namaste, friends.