Status update
Woke up early with a feeling of….
Hope?
No, that’s not it.
Anticipation?
“The feeling of looking forward, usually excitedly or eagerly, to something that is going to happen…”
More like it.
A sense of something good.
Amidst all the chaos.
Looked in at the loft Saturday and the first coats of paint are up on the walls. Cabinetry and appliances are next. Maybe next week.
Then fixtures and the wood floors get a coat of urethane.
The projected move-in date is Oct. 1, a target that’s reachable.
Anticipation.
Amid the chaos of life.
Funny how this one thing in life has the power to transform all the other disorder in a life into a crystallizing moment. A time to look forward to; a time to mark a change in one’s life.
For me, it begins with the loft and moves forward from there.
Like this one event has the power knock down other events, a domino effect, which builds and builds and builds. The excitement becomes palpable.
Mornings become fresh, days rich, nights sumptuous.
Living.
It’s good to step out from under the storm clouds once and again. See the horizon.
Know that things are OK.
And they're looking up.
Hope?
No, that’s not it.
Anticipation?
“The feeling of looking forward, usually excitedly or eagerly, to something that is going to happen…”
More like it.
A sense of something good.
Amidst all the chaos.
Looked in at the loft Saturday and the first coats of paint are up on the walls. Cabinetry and appliances are next. Maybe next week.
Then fixtures and the wood floors get a coat of urethane.
The projected move-in date is Oct. 1, a target that’s reachable.
Anticipation.
Amid the chaos of life.
Funny how this one thing in life has the power to transform all the other disorder in a life into a crystallizing moment. A time to look forward to; a time to mark a change in one’s life.
For me, it begins with the loft and moves forward from there.
Like this one event has the power knock down other events, a domino effect, which builds and builds and builds. The excitement becomes palpable.
Mornings become fresh, days rich, nights sumptuous.
Living.
It’s good to step out from under the storm clouds once and again. See the horizon.
Know that things are OK.
And they're looking up.
Comments
i hope you move in much sooner.. and are settled in before the first cold winter wind.
maybe you'll have your scarf by then.
*cough*