Months.
I feel like the craziness of traveling is finally ending. (I think I forgot to mention it here, but I was in Queens at the end of last week for work. Before that New Orleans. Before that, London).
It seems like each month this year had a theme. January was my month of struggle, difficulties. We moved into the condo. My hard drive died. The computer I was using at work got stolen. I was without a computer for what seemed like forever. The toilet broke. Everything broke. It was hard to stay positive. February was charmed, and enjoyable, and happy as J and I finally got settled in our new home. March was a whirlwind of traveling, work, unpredictability. (But fun, too!) So far, April has been right in the middle. Just the way I like it. I am slowly getting back into routines and figuring things out.
It seems like each month this year had a theme. January was my month of struggle, difficulties. We moved into the condo. My hard drive died. The computer I was using at work got stolen. I was without a computer for what seemed like forever. The toilet broke. Everything broke. It was hard to stay positive. February was charmed, and enjoyable, and happy as J and I finally got settled in our new home. March was a whirlwind of traveling, work, unpredictability. (But fun, too!) So far, April has been right in the middle. Just the way I like it. I am slowly getting back into routines and figuring things out.