Nestled up in the safety of my own bed.
In my own home.
In my own cold (cold) town.
With its fresh new layer of snow.
My bag (which admittedly somehow grew during my time in Arizona) is sitting on the floor. Waiting to be unpacked and laundry to be done.
My budget (which in the last few weeks has somehow expanded out of control) is beckoning me. Begging to be balanced and screaming for me to keep it in mind with any further purchases this month and in the months to come.
That empty room (where the door has been closed since before I left) is mocking me. Screaming out that it’s time for me to get a roommate for real. That without a baby to go in there, I really have no excuse for turning down the extra income that room can bring in. Especially when I owe so much to so many people after my baby making endeavors.
My phone is ringing and my e-mails are begging to be answered, but the truth is – I am being lazy.
I am cuddled up in my bed, catching up with my DVR.
Convincing myself that if I fall asleep right here and now and don’t wake up until it’s time to go to work in the morning, it won’t be the end of the world.
The laundry will still get done, and the bag unpacked. My budget will return to its typical place of importance in my life, and I will find a purpose for that empty room to serve.
As for the phone and e-mails – everyone will still love me just as much if I don’t get back to them until tomorrow.
But for now, I am home.
(Courtesy of Google Images)
A place that isn’t as scary as I thought it would be when I left Arizona this morning.
A place of comfort.
And warmth.
A place that is mine.
A goal that I set my mind to almost 2 years ago, and accomplished. A home that I bought in need of a large amount of remodeling; most of which I have since done on my own. A place where I taught myself how to change out lighting, and painstakingly painted every wall. A small condo which has slowly transformed into a space I am proud of over this last year.
My home. My reminder that when I set my mind to something; I can accomplish great things.
And tonight, I think I am going to revel in that.
As I drift in and out of sleep and embark upon nothing more than watching TV on my ridiculously comfortable bed, I am going to rejoice in this sanctuary I have managed to carve out for myself.
Tomorrow it’s back to the real world and real responsibilities.
But tonight, it’s just me and my bed.
In my beautiful condo.
In this quaint little town.
Where one way or another; I will figure everything else out.
Eventually.
