Moving is hard. But for some reason it was extra hard this time, and I can’t figure out why.
Compared to most people, I don’t have a lot of “stuff”, but compared to my ideal self I have way too much. I spent a lot of time packing, unpacking to purge stuff, and repacking during the past week. I still have a long way to go, though.
The past two days I’ve been settling in and trying to figure out my new routine. I can’t stock my kitchen yet because there isn’t much cabinet space, so I’ve been eating takeout so far. I know this will change, so I’m not sweating it too much.
I feel like my cats are happier here already. They’ve been running around and playing again, which I haven’t seen them do in a long time.
Walking to the store at 7am the other day was my favorite thing so far. The sun was just coming up and the mountains were in the background. There were very few cars on the road and it was just quiet. I can’t wait for it to start snowing.
But today, my fourth day here, as I’m finally starting to feel like this is my home, I’m also feeling like I don’t want to get off the couch. I’m way less self-conscious here but it still takes effort to put my face on and get dressed, especially when my comfortable pants are in the laundry basket and I no longer have in-unit laundry.
I have a lot of challenges to overcome, and I have to start making changes now, before my old ways dominate the new chapter of my life.
I’ve made a TODO list of things I want to accomplish during my time here in Vermont. Some of it is fun but most of it is self-improvement. My main goal is “40 before 40”, meaning, lose at least 40lbs before I turn 40. That’s totally within my reach, so it’s up to me and me alone to make that happen.