Next month we're moving. And I'm trying not to think about it until I have to start packing. BUT... yesterday my best pal moved into her first house. Very exciting, so after work I headed over to help arrange furniture. OMG, chaos. Boxes everywhere, pets running amok, late contractors, and even later thai food delivery. On the way home to my calm and orderly apartment, I started thinking about our new house. Pictured it full of boxes and pets running amok. I was up way past my bedtime thinking about this crap. What color to paint the dining room? What the hell do we do about the giant 70's brick fireplace? How on earth will we afford furniture for this place? I have a feeling Im going to obsess and worry for the next month. This can't be good for me. I also spent some time thinking about what to do with the extra bedroom we'll have in the new place. Maybe a meditation / exercise room is in order to help me relax and clear my mind. I'm sure I'll find way more stuff to worry about in the new house.
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