Piles

I feel like my life is full of piles right now, and sadly, that one above is the prettiest, and I don't even have it anymore. I should have known better than to say that I'd commit to writing about one topic more than once. It probably won't happen, FYI. I'm happy that my orders are almost finished because there are piles of fabric all over what feels like every square inch of our home, & some days I want to just light a match to it all & start over fresh, with intention. But, I won't because I paid for most of it, and I don't want to be a waster, either. sidenote: is waster a word even? Anyway, there are plenty of piles of papers at work that demand my attention, as they should. And there are piles of mail & bills at home that still need one thing or another attended to from our most recent move. Oh, and phones calls, too. I ranted a bit on twitter last night that I was a hot, crying mess. I still am. I've just tones it down for while I was at work, but I cried a little there, too. After this move, I've already made a resolution- I'm done taking $$ from my savings to cover my checking. Guys, moving doesn't cost you only upfront. I'm still getting bills for deposits from gas/electric/cable companies. Ugh. Another resolution is to live in one place for more than a year. We lived in our last apartment for less than 10 months. Strangely, this is the 3rd place I've lived in since last Christmas, and even stranger? We chose to move each time. Not because we enjoy it, I assure you. Just because it seemed like a grand idea (& would hopefully be better for us financially, too). Anyway, I needed to just get it out there so I quit carrying these 20 some odd layers of chips on my shoulders. Or whatever. You get the picture, right? Tonight, I'm wishing & praying for peace. Because I know it's there & I need some.

I hope your evening is peaceful too.

Oh, & I'm linking up with my friend Heather & her Just Write exercise.