Moving
Some of you know that I just bought a house, yeah. It’s my first house I’ve bought by myself…sort of a milestone, considering I’m over 40. This house represents to me the end of many transitions. The end of transitioning into a new career, the end of living in a house with memories, the end of no space for my creative side, etc. I’m starting a new leaf in my life. At least, I didn’t have to wait till I’m 50 (whew…way too close).
Now where was I, oh yes my moving (old age is catching up to me early). All I’ve been doing is faxing paperwork to my mortgage person, paying inspectors, figuring out how to sell my current house and PACKING or the lack thereof. All of this transition time has been cutting into my ability to finish my edits, which is pissing me off. I’m so close, yet so far.
Well everything will come when it’s supposed to. My book feels like a baby. It’s stuck in there and I seriously want to push it out…lol. I know ‘ick’ moment. So, I won’t push and I won’t bitch. I know the Universe is helping me and my guides are guiding me to the right moment for the birth.
So here’s to staying book pregnant a little longer!!!!
Isabella
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