The wagon was fallen off-of, I am not crushed nor was it a big fall, but today is day 2, nuff said. I am not going to beat myself about my head and feel shame and guilt. I am starting fresh again.
We have purchased a house, and have bridged our closing so that we can move 2 weeks before our present home closes. We are eager to move, but the great task of packing is upon me now. I am the one who usually packs up our life, but this is the first time I have had to move while working a 40 hr + workweek.
Organization is going to be crucial.
We have lots going on at the Community Garden as well. A load of mulch was delivered, and now it has to be moved from the city side, to our side of the fence. Getting the gardeners to commit to a date and time to help is brutal. We are all on different schedules and have varying energy levels…
There are good things happening in my life.