Rainy day dreaming…

I’m in!

The movers have come and gone, all the paperwork has been exchanged, some boxes have even been unpacked. Now I am dreaming of getting to my desk and doing the work that I moved here to do. All that stands in my way…. is a mountain of boxes.

It seemed perfectly logical when the movers suggested it: To keep clutter to a minimum and keep chaos contained, whatever they didn’t know what to do with, they would put in my office.

Now my office resembles a storage locker and my desk is buried somewhere on the far side of the pile. Sigh…

Even the best bits of life seldom turn out exactly as we expect them to. I’m grateful to have the Grief Recovery process to help me find my way through. xo

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