Tuesday, November 1, 2011

November, Again

In a few days, I will have been here in Weatherford for 2 years. When I first moved out here, it drove me crazy, being so far from much of my support system, my church, and the mid-cities area that I'd lived in for most of my life. I have to say that while I do not want to live in a small town, particularly, the "country city" that has become my home suits me fine now. I certainly don't miss the traffic and congestion of the metromess!

There have been good times and bad times, and I've learned a lot over the last 2 years, about what matters and what is really not that important in the grand scheme of things. Over the next few weeks, there's yet another purge of stuff going to happen. I have a crapload of things that I have not used in the 2 years that I really don't need to continue to hold onto. A good portion of what's in storage can probably go, but I need to not get into that until I'm back out into my own place. Everything that I brought into the house with me I brought because I expected I either would use it, or sell it long before now. To that end, this weekend I am going to pack up everything I'll need for my Thanksgiving trip to TRF, and then start emptying my closet to decide what to keep and actually USE, what needs to be packed up until spring (summer clothes, and probably most of my garb), and what needs to be either trashed or sold either on Craigslist or Ebay.

As much as I was wary of moving 1. Out of the city, 2. Into a house with not just 1 roommate, but 3 adults and a teenager, and 3. Into a house FULL, literally, of animals, it's been a good 2 years. I think it allowed me to forge a stronger bond with one of my dearest friends. It taught me a little more patience. It gave me a little more insight into long-term stress, which, frankly, I could have lived without.

As I go into my 3rd year in what I once considered "the sticks", I'm grateful that I'm here. It's given me the opportunity to grow, emotionally and spiritually, away from so much of the hustle and bustle of a bigger city, and allowed me to develop new relationships, strengthen others, and realize when it's time to readjust my thinking about some of them, that while they aren't quite what I thought they were, they still matter, for one reason or another, and it's ok for me to put them in a different part of my world.


For now, I'm off to bed with my kitties, tomorrow will come early.

1 comment:

Michelle said...

It always amazes me how we move forward into a situation but then somehow we adjust and adapt and ... we actually like where we are - for the most part.