This is basically my life nowadays.
It's almost March and when did that happen? I usually don't like when people remark on how quickly time seems to be passing (because isn't it always?) But we've been wanting to move since November, and we still don't know when that'll happen. So that fact that March is already roaring in like a lion has caught me off guard.
I am so, so ready to move.
This place, this town, this house--it was never my ideal place to live. I'm grateful for our house and for a beautiful, cozy first year of marriage. For the willow tree out front and the little hammock out back.
I'll never forget the fun we had working together and figuring out how to do this marriage thing.
But it's time.
I know it's tiring to hear my vague thoughts and dreams about moving. It's getting on my nerves, too. I can't wait until something becomes concrete. Yes, we can finally start packing. Yes, we know exactly when and where we're moving. Yes, we can buy those cute little change of address cards. But we don't know any of those things yet.
We're tip-toeing around the uncertainty and trying our best to live fully in the present, sipping endless cups of coffee and daydreaming together, as usual. We don't know where we'll be a month from now, but we do know that we can hang on to the things we are sure of. That God is always in control. That fish tastes best crusted in parmesan. That spring cleaning is good for the soul, and that sunshine and lazy days at the park are not as far away as they seem.
I'm staying as hopeful as I can in hopes that I don't end up at the funny farm. Because, you know, as frustrating as this season can be it is still so exciting. The thought of decorating our house, not just coming in and trying to make Trevor's house seem like mine, too--that's going to be heaven. Flowers and doilies everywhere, hurrah! I'm hoping that he will accept my homemade art as acceptable decor, or at least pretend to (I've kind of been blowing up my pinterest boards lately.)
So that's where I'm at now. Trying to be laid back, trying to go with the flow. Trying not to burst with anticipation. It's going to all be worth it soon. I think.