Moved!
Whew! Finally got all the stuff into the new place and I have just enough room to get from the bed to the shower to the coffee maker to the computer to the front door.
I wonder where the walls and windows went. Huh.
While it’s not quite that bad, business has been decent and I’ve been distracted by “other pursuits” so the new place has been patiently waiting. I was there for an extended period this past week though and thought I might have eggs and ham for dinner. Breakfast for dinner is one of my favourite things.
Whatever happened to Count Chocula?
I trundled to the fridge and found the eggs and… umm… err… where’s the ham? Now, a side of pork wrapped lovingly in tinfoil and dumped unceremoniously into a box doesn’t go missing every day. And I know it wasn’t green and fuzzy enough to walk off on its own so… where’s the dam ham, ma’am?
I tend to lose something every time I move.
One move I lost a camera. That is, I know it was in the moving van. Even to this day I know where I put it. It’s the same with the ham. I know it was in a box marked “Fridge – unpack this first Doofus”. The only thing I can think of is someone else needed a ham more than I did. Why do people insist on shopping out of other people’s trucks? Either that or Porky showed up to reclaim his thigh.
Do they reconnect limbs on swine? He’s gonna have a severe limp!
It got me to thinking about what we need. Whatever we need in life shows up and whatever we don’t need will disappear… or sit in the garage becoming a housing project for mice and spiders until we move again. This is one of the reasons I spent so much time downsizing my life this spring. I didn’t need half of the stuff I had and the other half is still under suspicion.
And for the record, I turfed the TV too. I haven’t watched TV in over a month. No sports, no movies… nothing. If it isn’t on a DVD, it’s not worth watching and I can do that on my computer. Suddenly I have my brain back.
One of the things I’ve noticed since reclaiming my sanity is attitude. The better mine is the better are the attitudes of the people I meet. I don’t mean that everyone shows up without problems. That’s not the case at all. However, as my energy level has risen, those who have lower energy levels don’t seem to be attracted into my life any longer. And… as I meet more people with higher energy (happy, joyous, brilliant, jubilant, etc), my energy rises still more. Even how they deal with problems is at a higher level.
Take away the suffocating heat and all would be fine.
Oops… complained. Sorry.
Anyway, in order to get out of the rut I was in, I raised my energy level and, wonder of wonders, things began to happen that I had wanted all along. Having a dream is fine. Getting in tune with it is what brings it about. Yeah… I know. It’s all about “The Secret” and shit like that. Sure, that does work and they forgot to tell everyone one vitally critical component. You still have to do something about it! Get off your ass and dream while you create! It just doesn’t appear while you’re watching Friends reruns.
Err… yeah. Deep breathes.
While more cool stuff and people enter my realm, I’m realising that they are what I need and arrived at the right time. I may or may not need them for long and they showed up anyway. Ain’t the Universe a hoot!?
That which I don’t need, by the way, is being dropped at the Salvation Army.
As for the ham, I hope whoever ended up with that box does enjoy it (which included two containers of parmesan, a block of cheddar cheese, salad dressing and Lord knows what else). I’m sure they needed it more than I and I’m also sure it arrived just in time for them.
I still wish I had my camera though.
