President Uchtdorf's words about slowing down, but I don't have time to. All I can do is close my eyes (unless I'm driving) and practice yogic breathing.This post is way overdue. I have too much to say and too many people to thank. I'm sitting here in my new place, still amidst chaos. I dislike disorganization and clutter. It makes my neurons rapid fire like a machine gun creating chaos inside my mind. I need to make sense of this new space, but my week was full to the brim, just like every other week. I'm feeling overwhelmed and so desperately want to apply
But I don't want to complain. I live in a beautiful new space. And I'll try not to feel guilty about spending a few minutes Saturday morning blogging, instead of getting to work because I do have 18 things on my "to do" list.
On the forefront of my mind has been a need to express gratitude to all the wonderful people that helped Hylan and I move and clean. These friends are awesome and exemplify the Christ-like qualities of caring and service. I made a list but have decided not to post it because I don't want to leave anyone out, but if you are reading my blog and offered to help in any way, please know beyond what I've hopefully already expressed that your kindness has brightened and enriched my world tremendously. I will especially miss our way too awesome for us ward family. I can't think about them without becoming sad.
We couldn't have survived our move without help. We certainly couldn't have done it as efficiently as we did. Special thanks to our friends who also went above and beyond in helping us move out of the old and into the new, went with us to dinner and fed us, and have continued to offer further organizational assistance. You friends know who you are and I appreciate you and acknowledge your many kindnesses. And thanks also for helping even though I had to cut out and go teach a yoga class. (I know, really, who does that during a move?)
So, on now to making further sense of my life and space. Maybe at some future point in time, I'll be able to live a little slower pace. If only I could take a few sick days to take care of my "sick" house. If only I had some organizational fairies to put my stuff away in its perfect place and help me decide what new stuff I need to help prettify and to conceal. You know, kind of like in Enchanted--except I don't want rats and birds helping me, I want fairies more like Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather from Sleeping Beauty. But then, I also want to know where I've put everything, so I guess I'll just have to do it, even though it will happen at the same pace I hiked Timp--slow like molasses.