Laughing at myself...

Well, I had to laugh at myself this weekend... Some of my big accomplishments include: figuring out how to make my printer work (I thought I had it figured out but had to call my own personal tech support - thanks Mom and Dad), I found my checkbook (necessary for writing my first rent check ever), and I hooked up my TV to cable. Oh, plus I emptied one box full of kitchen supplies. WooHoo!! I know, not huge accomplishments but I thought they were a big deal. :)

Oh, another thing I did this weekend was I bought myself a clock! It's not just ANY clock though. It is a clock that the "wasband" would NOT have liked and he probably would roll his eyes at it but I DON'T CARE!! I bought it because I liked it and to make the purchase even better, it was on clearance for $5 (marked down from $30).

I am learning to take pleasure in small accomplishments. I figure if I do that, maybe some of the big questions I have for the future may not be so scary. So even though setting up the printer, finding my checkbook and hooking my TV up to cable weren't major accomplishments, they were still accomplishments and I should recognize them.

I was reminded today about the song from "The King and I" (yes, I am a movie junkie - thus the movie references and the fact I can't WAIT to get my movies out of a box) that tells you to "Whistle a Happy Tune" and things don't seem so bad. Yes, my life has taken some twists and turns that I never expected it to take but I'm trying to take it all in stride. Sure, I have some good and bad days (and the bad days can be pretty bad) but I have survived it all. That's gotta' count for something, right? Maybe the song is what has helped me even without me realizing it. I have put on a brave front but there have been days that I've had a bad day without anyone realizing it. Don't want to bring people down with me...

This entire messy situation has shown me that I'm a lot stronger on the inside than I thought. I've always seemed tough on the outside but this has shown me that I'm also tough on the inside. I may stumble along the way but battle scars will just show that I'm a surviver. So even though part of me is bummed that I won't be moving, that doesn't mean that I can't get the fresh start that I want or that it isn't coming.

I will just have to keep plugging away and keep swimming. I thank those around me (both locally and those who are here for me emotionally - since they don't live near me) for providing flotation devices and who are helping to keep me afloat at this difficult time. Thanks for helping me keep my head above water. :)