Prepare yourself, friends. I’m at it again with organizing my life. I’m also rushing, so this will be a snippet with hope of writing a more in-depth post when I have more time.
My goal is to post at least once a week through the end of July. These posts will likely be random accounts of what currently has my attention, and I’m doing my best to write quickly, post, and edit later. I have to do this at my job pretty much all the time, but especially when I’m not getting much done, usually because of my own damn perfectionism. I’m begging for your grace and patience…
1) We are moving! Gil has been commuting an hour each way to downtown Savannah for the past two years, and we are ALL maxed out. Something has to give. Our goal is to actually be living there by the time school begins in mid-August. Last-minute fires lit under our procrastinating asses give us both a dandy shot of dopamine like nothing else, so in true Gil/Viv fashion, we believe this is undeniably a realistic goal… You should see the looks we get when our more by-the-book, conventional friends ask about our plans. Meh, it’s not the first time people haven’t known what to make of us. We still have to find a place to live AND either sell or rent out our house. Yeah… Stay tuned. Pray. Light a candle. Do what you do. We need the good vibes.
2) I am KonMari-ing my house and discovering that a terrifyingly tiny number of my possessions genuinely spark joy. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, then allow me to enlighten you. I’m reading or rather listening to the audio version of The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo, a Japanese cleaning consultant. In the small amount of research I did, I quickly learned that while many are also singing this young woman’s praises, others are pretty much crucifying her all over the Internet. She’s a big believer in purging like mad and only keeping the possessions that truly bring joy. I’m not at a point where I can follow her complete system, but I think her approach is fantastic. I can’t wait to write more about this.
3) On my month-long blogging sabbatical, I TURNED FORTY. I’m okay with it and don’t feel all that horrid as people keep reminding me of the tragedy of this particular number. I simply feel very grown up. I had the most bizarre thing happen the night of my birthday. We had dinner at our house with a few close friends and all of our children. As I was helping one friend carry her stuff out to her car, we discovered an enormous turtle in the middle of our driveway. This isn’t my first random turtle spotting. Turles/tortoises have been showing up in my life regularly for years. Stay with me… This turtle, Phineas, as I began calling him, was calmly plodding along in a straight line away from our house down the driveway. It was a beautiful evening and the mosquitoes hadn’t descended yet, so we sat down and waited for the others who were still inside. We were getting a kick out of watching this persistent creature, and I began telling her how much I love turtles and other times they’ve appeared. I loved that this one showed up out of nowhere on my FORTIETH birthday. We sat near the house, several feet behind the turtle and he/she? was walking away from us. Almost as soon as we sat, the strangest thing happened. Phineas turned around and began coming directly towards me. We joked that he was coming to wish me a happy birthday (I know this sounds completely nuts, y’all), but seriously, he walked right up to me and stopped about six inches from me and stayed there — probably thirty minutes or so. I don’t care if I do sound like a complete fruit loop. I thought it was the coolest thing ever. I get chills just thinking about it. Turtles represent patience and many other things that I’ve learned in my brief Internet search. I can’t help but believe that it’s a sign that even though it doesn’t always feel like it, I’m on the right path and that it’s okay that I’m FORTY and in many ways have no clue what I want to do with my life — I’m speaking specifically in terms of my career.
Okay, gotta get my kiddos from camp. Ignore the typos. I’ll come back and link, tag, and categorize soon. Have a great weekend, my dears!