Lately, I’ve said “Sorry, I’ve been remiss in … ” quite a bit. In saying thank you. In saying congratulations. In calling people back. And, let’s add blogging to that list.
The last two months have been busy, trying, difficult.
Russell’s family bought a new farm a few hours away. And Russell elected to farm that new farm, and he moved in early April. There weren’t any housing options available for me that included internet fast enough to work. So, we lived apart for several weeks until a house that was being built in town was finished. And then we bought that house. And then we moved. Again.
It was just a year ago that we moved into our old house, after several months of renovations. In fact, there were several boxes in our garage that I hadn’t gotten around to unpacking after our move from DC. I suppose that makes this move that much easier.
During this time, I let myself slip into a two-month long pity party. Toward the end of it, I was worried that I had let a habit form – that I wasn’t going to be able to shake that negativity.
But, the power of being reunited with my love was more than enough to lift me out of my funk.
And enough to get me to blog again. And call people back. And say thank you. And so on.
It was even enough to get me to a place of excitement about this new adventure – as long as no one mentions moving again for a few years!
Russell in a field of wheat at the new farm