It has been quite a week around here! Since my last post, we have moved and (somewhat) settled in to our new place. It’s been great, but so exhausting. There was the part of the move that was tiring in the way that is to be expected- moving and unpacking boxes, walking up and down steps, staying up late and getting up early, etc. Those physical effects are one thing, and while they make you tired, typically you go back to your normal schedule and recover rather quickly.
We were pretty much done with the physical move by Friday afternoon. I went on a short run Saturday morning around the new neighborhood in beautiful weather. (Sidenote- I am already known as the the girl in the blue socks- someone actually said that to Rob later that day). Of course we had more errands to do over the weekend but we generally weren’t as busy as we had been over past weekends.
Since then, I have realized that I am mentally drained. Things are different, and it’s been stressful to adjust and adapt. I couldn’t figure out why 5 days after our move I was still so tired and had zero moments to write a post or read any other posts, but over the past two days it hit me, that all of this is more emotional that I had realized.
It’s not only the stress that goes along with owning a home- that is certainly part of it. It’s having this big space with two people, where we don’t know where we put anything. It’s having to hide in the closet to get changed because we don’t have anything on our windows yet. It’s getting used to commuting to work, and figuring out how to get by with one car. It’s not knowing when or where I will be able to workout. It’s not knowing where to find anything in our new grocery store. It’s so many thing.
I also haven’t figured out my morning workout routine. I still have my gym membership in the city, but if I go there in the morning then Rob doesn’t get a ride to work. I need to cancel my gym membership and find a new, local gym, but I just haven’t been able to wrap my head around that yet.
Last night at dinner I was explaining to Rob how “easy” it was when we moved into our place 5 years ago, and how much more overwhelming this has been for me so far. When we moved into our apartment I had everything within 2 miles of where I lived. I was able to avoid leaving my bubble as much as possible.
I know that things will fall into place, but it will take some time. It may mean that days- or weeks- go by without blogging. It may mean that I only get to work out one or two days a week, or make time for it in the evenings. It may even mean that a whole day goes by without our bed being made! (This actually happened today, and I survived).
I am working on letting go of my tendencies to have everything organized and in order, because these days it’s just not happening. All of these changes have forced me to accept that there are things I won’t be able to control, but that it’s not the end of the world.
Have you ever had a life change that forced you to accept things that you can’t control?
Are you good at adjusting and adapting to the things that are thrown at you?
Thanks Amanda, for giving me the chance to think out loud about all of this!