Today is moving day. I admit it, I'm a bit of a hot mess and it's probably a good thing I took most of the day off. We don't close until June 30 so I have a couple weeks to fully clean my house out, but I will no longer be sleeping there and we will finally bring our dog home to our new place. It is pretty much over. So many mixed emotions about it. As a buddy pointed out to me yesterday...it hits you hard and often unexpectedly. Sometimes the shock of what is happening to me hits me like a punch in the gut. I usually tell myself to smarten up, that I chose this, that this is my path. But you know what? That doesn't make it any easier sometimes.
My second confession is that Ed Sheeran's Photograph makes me cry every single time I hear it. I'm hoping that writing that sentence will be like a magic charm that will stop my eyes from welling up when I hear "When I'm away, I'll remember how you kissed me, under the lamppost back on 6th street." That line absolutely slays me and I would like that to stop sometime soon.
So yeah, I don't believe in fate, but I do think it's interesting how we get to certain points in our lives. How certain decisions lead you to where you are now. I'm going to give you this really amazing example that is based on my life:
When I was 13, my parents decided to sell the house I grew up in and move to a farm. Because I moved to this farm, I changed the high school I was supposed to go to and met a guy in science class that I would eventually start dating and would be the first boy I lived with. We moved to an apartment that he found out about because he helped us do inventory in our store this one time and he met my boss's boyfriend who knew a guy who had a place for rent. So we moved there. But things didn't really work out and we broke up and he moved out. But there was another tenant living in the basement apartment who I started dating after me and whatshishead broke up. I would never have met this guy if it wasn't for my ex finding the apartment. This new guy had a sister who was friends with my future roommate. That future roommate introduced me to my future husband, with whom I have two children. Therefore, there are two actual human beings who exist in the world because my parents decided to buy a farm. I know. #MINDBLOWN