Things have happened, are happening, will continue to happen...The flowers have bloomed, the monarchs have migrated the leaves have fallen...These things are inevitable, constant and expected. Other things that happen are less easy to predict. Falling in love, your house being robbed, opportunities being dropped in your lap.
My house is in a transitional phase. I have worked as the executive secretary for a non profit organization for about a year. In order to save money-and service our members better-the office will be moving into my front bedroom. This presents both a great opportunity and a challenge. It will be nice to be able to write the newsletter in my pajamas, but at less than 800 square feet giving up an entire room for a single use presents a number of challenges.
The move has forced me to do some serious rearranging and soul searching: how many pairs of boots does one woman need? I have pared down, reorganized and tossed things that I realized I had been saving simply because it required less thought than throwing them away. I probably don't need an iPod Classic with 25 songs on or the cables for every electronic I've ever owned. It it so easy when you are settled somewhere, comfortable and secure, to take the things tucked away in drawers for granted. To forget them and yet know that they are there, gathering dust and slowly growing obsolete.Change is good.