OLD POST: Struggles, Take 2

So, I am cleaning out some things on my blog and changing a few other things.  Through this process, I've come across a few old posts that are super interesting to look back on.  Here's the first that I found that was originally drafted at the end of February 2010...

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Ugh.  I REALLY need to get my tookus in gear and finish this paper.
But I can't.
It's not like the "I can't because I'm so not interested" or the "Why is this 20 pages?"
Thing is, this isn't a long paper, nor is it difficult.  I know what I need to say and I'm actually looking forward to it.


But I'm distracted.


And excited.


And scared.


You see, we put in an offer on a house Friday night and it was accepted on Saturday evening.
It's so very GROWN UP.  But we've had a wonderful realtor who has explained everysinglething and has been oh-so-patient.  I'm excited for a new chapter in our lives.  But I'm also scared for the dumbest and most inexplicable reasons.  Like, where will I find a couch?  And what if Wren doesn't see his doggy best friends any more?  Or how about the more serious (though far-flung) ideas that race through my head: what if we have an intruder?  what if I get mugged walking Wren?  what if our neighbors are terrorists (like my BFF's run-in)?


And then I have to yell STOP! in my own head.  Because these ridiculous questions aren't things I'm scared of in a new place.  They are things I'm scared of everywhere.  But I refuse to live my life in fear of what may happen.


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And now, 7 months later, I'm still procrastinating.  Ha!  Though that's not surprising me in the least.  I've been a procrastinator since I was 12.

What HAS changed, however, is that being "grown up" isn't so scary.  The beginning of things are always nerve-wracking and the ends are usually sad.  But right now, being in the middle of home ownership and adulthood, things are mostly really good.  7 months ago I had NO idea that we'd have such amazing neighbors or that we'd have to replace part of a basement wall or that we'd have a 2nd pooch to fill our house with loooove.  And so far, no intruders (though there was an incident with a broom in the basement which scared the ba-jesus out of me!) or muggings or crazy neighbors.  :)

Big Guy sure does take care of us!