Transitions

Transitions are hard and change is hard. I’ve been in a funk all day just worrying myself into a bit of a tizzy. I laid on the couch and listened to a meditation, played with kids, talked with a friend but still I wasn’t able to calm the growing worry about all my changes.

Then tonight my husband gave me some gifts to take with me to my new job and something about them just made all the yuck sort of leave. I think it was the Wonder Woman business card holder that really struck me most.  But I also really love the framed quote seen here (please also notice the pretty fingernails.  It was my very first manicure!).

My husband reminded me the new work I will be doing will be important work.  Work that matters and work I’m excited about in a place where I will be appreciated.  That feels really good and now I feel really good.  I have a great great husband.  Geez, how did I get so lucky?  I just got him some Batman cologne (who wouldn’t want to smell like Batman?).

Then my anxiety melted into a drippy pool of yellowish green goo and flowed out onto the floor.  I’ll leave it for the cats.

To combat my anxiety about continuing to write I decided I just need to remind myself that I must always make time to write no matter what.  250 words.  There is no reason I can’t at least write 250 words.

I will continue to take Friday afternoons to be my writing and editing days since I only work a half day on Fridays, and of course I will still have the weekends.  And I will transition fine.  I have so many supportive people in my life, they have been texting me and leaving me messages about how great my move is and how, in the long run, it will be a lot better for my family.   And they are right.  I have lots of smart people in my life.