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Anything but Simple
Oh yeah, I wanted to start blogging. So much for that. In the last few weeks, I've faced a blizzard that crippled the city, had my rental condo flood (which resulting in my father moving in with me), moved from one house to an acreage (which resulted in my father having to find alternate accommodations), had dozens of face mask orders to sew, had a COVID-19 scare, celebrated my husband's birthday, received some ridiculously frustrating and incredibly stressful news regarding my husband's business, celebrated both of my daughters' birthdays, fought with the property manager of the rental condo, struggled to get into the Christmas spirit, faced new pandemic restrictions within the province, received very sad news about a loved one nearing the end of her life, and have managed to only unpack about half of my house. I'm burned out, I'm stressed out, and I'm bummed out. Life is feeling anything but simple at this point in time, but I have faith that once we wade through these times, life will feel a lot more simple and peaceful. Since moving, I have so enjoyed the quiet commute to work, the breathtaking sunrises and sunsets, and not having city buses lumber down my street all day and night. It's been really nice out here. I'm enjoying going through all of my things and finding homes for all of it, and, even better, having the space for all of my belongings!
My hope is to keep a better, more frequent record of how the journey is going around here. If life could just settle down a bit and stop throwing all of these curveballs, that might make that process a little easier, don't you think?
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