Changes abound

Well, after five years of practicing in Maryland and spending 34 years here, I'm picking up and moving. I accepted a position in Greenville, North Carolina. Please tell me I'm not crazy. At the moment, I feel like the little girl from the Exorcist. Yikes. I have to be there by September 22nd.

I drove down and arrived in NC at 230 in the morning on Friday, napped, interviewed for about 3.5 hours, drove to Raleigh for dinner, got lost more than once trying to find Route 264, went 40 miles to0 far south, got up at 530 on Saturday because I was floored how right it all felt, drove home, spent the day with the Bickersons (aka my parents who by the way are finally happy after 40 years) in Northern VA looking at condos they couldn't afford and spending more time in the car, drove to a friends, caught up with and finally, got home at 11:00 on Saturday night. Whew was I in overload. But I had not time to think, it was just act.

So, around comes Monday. Sheer anxiety and panic. What if I said something wrong, what if I did something wrong, maybe I should have worn nylons but damn I couldn't find anywhere to get them on my way to the courthouse, what if they couldn't understand my Baltimore lingo, etc. etc. etc. I was an absolute mess but all of that on top of, what the hell am I thinking picking up and moving! But honestly, the time is write and its with a wonderful group of people.

I'm so jinxing myself here but I can't believe how things are falling into place. On Tuesday morning, the offer came about 30 minutes before I needed to be in court and I've been up and running ever since! I think I have an apartment lined up, the movers are coming Tuesday, I'm dealing with the landlord issue at my current place, the separation agreement has been returned without any changes, I gave notice to work, doctors appointments are scheduled, car is going to the mechanic tonight for new tires, etc. etc. etc. I am trying to keep the multiple lists to a minimal but we all know how that goes. My goal is to work from one notebook but lord knows, I'm the queen of lists. Oh well, I'm just going to keep plugging at it. My fingers, toes, legs, arms, and at times, my eyes are crossed that things continue as smooth.

I may be MIA for a bit but once I settle in NC - where I don't know very many people - I'm sure that I will be better at write. In the meantime, I'm hoping to keep up a steady jog as opposed to sprinting to the end of this marathon.

Debates? Disagreements? Opinions?

"Too many people have lost the art of basic disagreement. They personalize rather than debate. It only seems to get more thin-skinned."

This status was shown on Facebook by Michael Caputo. Michael is an analyst with Minnesota Public Radio.

I honestly have so much to write about this statement that I don't know where to start. So, for now, I am going to head out to meet Michael and get a tour of the station ands talk to him about his thoughts on it.

In the meantime, I'd love to hear anyone elses thoughts.

PS. Today's fabulous shoe is yet to be determined. But, all in due time!

What's Missing?

As a first started to write this post (I know - its been a week and a half), I found a picture of a pair of dirty, worn out tennis shoes. I've been feeling that way lately. Feeling like I am exhausted, both physically and mentally; feeling like things are going on so fast around me (okay, so maybe Air Jordan's would have been better) that I couldn't get my hands or head around any of it. So many times during the past week, I've felt the gerbil on the wheel that continues to spin until his little legs give out - but only I was wearing the dirty tennis shoes.

But then I realized, I had lost my balance. I had lost my focus (which actually is pretty common to be honest...wait, what was I say). I work very hard to keep both in check as I know how I can be when one or the other is out of whack. It had been a long time since both were not in the right place. However, after I realized it - I did nothing about it. I let it continue to spiral.

So, sitting here in St. Paul, I am committing to myself to rediscover my balance, my focus, my whatever they call it. I have two days away to really clear my head (oh, I should probably mention my divorce complaint was filed on Monday but more to come on that later) and put on a brand new pair of pointe shoes and rediscover the balance I have lost. I hope to be tiptoeing my way back into BWI on Saturday night.