Changing Perspectives

As I mentioned last week, things are really changing in my life. For awhile now, I reckon I'll be discussing this stuff since it's uppermost in my mind. Things are settling in (at last). I still have no living room furniture but that should be remedied in a few more weeks. My sister, who lives here, has loaned me something to use until then. (I KNEW there was a good reason to move close to family...lol...they tend to 'have your back' when needed). The first week any kind of tv-watching was a literal 'pain in the ass' without anything comfy to sit on but now we're managing just fine.

Of course, you know how any kind of move-in is. Disruptive! Anything that can go wrong usually does. We've had minor issues with the apartment and everything we order tends to be a matter of hurry-up-and-wait kind of deal. You know how it is. I suspect that a month from now, I'll have my furniture in place and will have settled in all comfy and cozy.

One thing I have noticed is that my worries over leaving Texas were just silly. Sometimes I think we tend to believe that 'home' is associated with a place rather than with people. I've found folks in Florida friendy, helpful and fun. I've felt so at ease here. A good thing. My smile comes quicker and my writing (yes, I'm writing again) is richer and more complex. If we are surrounded by people we love, it helps bushels. Naturally, I'm missing my son and my mom but hey...who knows? Life has an odd way of changing on us when we least expect it.