Music: Wash Away by Joe Purdy
It’s been an interesting week so far. Nothing particularly dramatic has happened, but I’ve been working on the house more, painting mostly, but also dreaming up all the little changes I’d like to make. Being in the house and working on it has made me calmer. I’m always better when I’m doing rather than waiting. I’ve had fun picking out paint colors. The dining room is now a deep merlot, the office has it’s first coat of peach, and three of the bedroom walls are taped in prep for a nice minty green. Last night was my night off and to keep myself up I painted. Around 5:30 I was getting tired and sick of taping so I walked down to 7-11 for an Arizona green tea (my latest addiction). It’s refreshing to live in a neighborhood that I want to walk around.
Unfortunately, being in the house is also making me even more anxious to move. I want to start setting up house! I want to feel settled in one place instead of this damn in between. It’s amazing to me that I’m going to move into this house that can truly feel like a home instead of just a place I’m going to live for a little while. I’ve bounced around so much. Goshen is starting to feel like a place where I belong, and this is going to be a big part of that process.
Mike and I installed our dishwasher today. It was intimidating, but with some advice from the guy at Ace, we were able to do it on our own. Thankfully La Casa had already done the electric. I think that would have been the scariest part, but still, we were doing all sorts of fun plumbing stuff. We didn’t have a hack saw, so I cut the piping down to size with a regular wood saw 😛 Mike and I haven’t had as much time to spend together lately. We’re on completely opposite schedules, and it was nice to just spend a day running errands and doing lifey stuff together.
I’m in my friend Angie’s senior show this Friday. It’s been really great being on stage again. I haven’t had a chance to act in a while and I’m really enjoying it. We did makeup for the first time tonight and we look like scary, crying, clowns with chains. It’s great!
It’s been weird/interesting to be on campus and around students. They talk about how overwhelmed and busy they are and I realize that I’m not there anymore and I’m really grateful for that, but I wouldn’t say that I’m any less stressed out or anxious. I still worry just as much, maybe more. I don’t know that I’m any happier being less busy. I just have new worries. It’s not so much that I want to go back, I just wish that I’d learned in the last few years how to be more content with what I am, what I have, and what I do. Why is that so hard?
Well, until the next time I’m inspired, au revoir.
I’ll leave you with this lovely tidbit of info:
Lady In Green 
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