I love it when you get the opportunity to correct something right away. I was at church yesterday talking to one of the greeters. I told her how the initial contract fell through and she asked me what happened. I was just about to say something uncomplimentary about the people who walked away from the contract when I turned around and there they were! I had invited them to come since they were just returning to the area after being away for awhile. So, what did I do? I told my friend…”Don’t you just hate it when you want to be bad, but you have to be good?” I excused myself, went up to the couple, welcomed them to New Hope, gave her a warm hug, and told her I really hope they find the perfect house for them. She said she was worried for me because she knew I was in a hurry to get out. I told her there wasn’t a problem because the house was under contract less than 24 hours afterwards. I told her I held no ill will and wish them the very best. And so…there it is. An opportunity taken and it felt good.

I sold my bedroom set, the breakfast table and chairs, and the TV console to my neighbor today. So glad they will have them to enjoy. I also sold the baker’s rack. The gal texted me after she got it home and said it doesn’t fit the space and did I want it back. I told her no so she put it on one of the local swap sites here on FB for $25 more than she paid me for it! Entrepreneurial spirit right there! lol

I had a beautiful day yesterday. After church, I worked on some boxes, played with my neighbor’s dogs, watered my friend’s plants for him, took a short power nap, and met a friend for dinner. I signed up to go with Sisters on the Fly​ next weekend for a fun camping weekend. Can’t wait…I need a break from packing but more importantly, I’ll get to see my babies! I’m planning a combination Going Away and dual birthday party on the 13th so that will be fun. My sister-in-law is coming from out of state, too. Life is good!

I slept in the house night before last. I didn’t like it. I tried again last night and ended up going out to my trailer at 2:00am. It’s not because of any stirring up of memories or anything bad. I’ve just become so accustomed to sleeping as close to “outside” as I can get without actually sleeping in the open. I love the coziness of TOW-Wanda. The bed is THE most comfortable one I have ever had. I love the window right over my head. I have always been a terribly light sleeper. My doctors put me on a non-narcotic, non-addictive sleep aid years ago. I slept with ear plugs because I could hear a fly dying on the windowsill on the other side of the house. In the last few weeks I have seen a profound change. When I was in WV, I took my sleep aid and popped in my earplugs the first night and almost had a panic attack. What would I do if my aunt needed me and I didn’t hear her or didn’t wake up? So I stopped both. It took three or four nights to get used to it and all of a sudden, I started sleeping better than I can remember. I still have a night here and there where I have trouble getting to sleep but it’s a vast improvement. This is the calm water. This is the time that I cherish. That time between the waves of grief. The waves are farther apart and are often less intense. Feeling the healing…it’s a beautiful thing. <3