This afternoon on my way home from work I started thinking about my love/hate relationship with moving. A while back I had come to the realization that all my moving had a deeper reason than just a job or person, or whatever. I started to correlate my moving with my general unrest with life. When I became depressed, I packed up my stuff and left.
I didn’t have to look very deep to see this correation, by the way. This last move however, really was for a job. I know that because I miss the living bejeezus out of my apartment in Santa Rosa. But I find it psychologically intersting that I am so anxious to get back. My life here in Sacramento is full of really good things. I really love being close to my sister. Seeing her once a week has been really good for both of us I imagine. And Miis P with her little Miss M? That has been a treat as well.
Truth be told, there is something nice coming home to a house with no TV. Where I am my only entertainment. I seem to get so much more done for myself. Including crafts and cleaning. I know that when I go back to Santa Rosa it is going to be hard to maintain this lifestyle and I really can’t tell you why. It isn’t like Winemonkey forces me to watch TV. Hopefully the effort will be strong.
p.s. a whole post and no mention of Pebbles…. I was trying to spare you. =)
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