I know, I know…I’ve been silent for a bit. I’m so sorry, but transitioning from a temporary home in VA to a permanent home in NC was a bit more overwhelming than I thought it was going to be. I love my new place, and after this past weekend I pretty much have all the boxes unpacked. (Thanks to one of my ‘adopted’ children spending the past week with me here)
After a computer crash before the move and the loss of client hours during the move, what should have been simply an exciting transition became quite scary. Money has been much, much tighter than I anticipated and I’ve spent as much time as possible trying to find a way to make up for the lost income.
I’ve had sleepless nights and bouts of panic, a bit of loneliness and feeling crazy for thinking I could do this. But then I step back and realize that I AM doing it. It may be a bit tougher than I thought it was going to be, but here I am, in my new place. And I love it, I really do. And I have faith that things are going to fall into place in the coming weeks. But some positive thoughts from y’all would be greatly appreciated.