In every situation is a lesson. That's what I've learned a few days ago.
I'm over the moon that I was able to get this house and it is perfect (not really but it is)! But a lot has happened. Everyone except one of my friends who said they'd help me move into this apartment cancelled or just didn't show up. People who were driving me crazy with all of their ideas for the house and the backyard. You don't even want to know how many pictures I recieved on Pinterest! It were the people I least expected that showed up. One of them I stopped talking to months ago. Someone called them to let them know I was moving and they just offered to come and help. I had 10 days to move. 6 days of which I needed to make this house decent so we could move in and 4 days to empty my other apartment and clean it. Well... if we ever move again I'll make sure I have at least a month because this was hell. Me and my mother did everything by ourselves those first days while my daughter was running around. There's a lot to complain about. I'm absolutely exhausted and I don't know if I'll be able to get up from this chair after I'm done writing that's how much my muscles hurt. BUT... I have a beautiful new apartment. The lesson that I learned the last few days is that no matter how much goes wrong, no matter how many people cancelled, no matter how much junk I have piled up in my backyard... at least I have a backyard now. There's one stairs in between my old and my new apartment and I walked up that stairs 87 times in the three days that I was moving my stuff down. But today is the last time that I'll have to walk up those stairs to get to my front door. I've learned that I have to look at the good. All the kids in the street were playing in our jungle of a backyard and my baby girl was so proud because everyone was playing at her house (It's a mess but the kids can play and throw with the dirt and they're having so much fun). We have been here for almost 4 years but this is the first time I feel at home in this street. There's so much good in my life and for some reason I keep focussing the clouds and the rain, like there's no sun at all. But I'm working on changing that. There was a time when I could ignore the clouds and enjoy the rain. I want to go back to that. So I will.
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AuthorMy passion is writing. I started writing stories when I was only 6 years old and I still do it today. Blogging is something I've been wanting to do for a long time, so here we are. Archives
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