Before I moved last May, I think I had fallen into a rut. I think that can happen sometimes in life.
When I first looked at the house I currently live in, I thought it was small. That forced me to really focus on what I would be packing to bring with me. It then resulted in an almost complete overhaul of furniture – moving away from dark wood (which I have always loved) to more streamlined white furniture.
I love living here. I am much happier. And I am starting to live the life I’ve always yearned for.
I didn’t really want to move.
But, man, I’m glad I did.
This move was the stone being thrown into the pond.