Love at First Sight & the Things I Can't Wait For

So I wanted to write a post last night after I saw the new place yesterday, but I was hung over (not literally) and exhausted. I could barley form a sentence by the end of the night. Adrenaline was so high for most of the day that I actually thought I was going to be sick on the drive over to meet the new place. When I finally came down, off the high and adrenaline settled down I felt like a hung over rag doll.

Let me introduce you to her…

She was born yesterday with all her fingers and toes. She’s quite tiny and Mama can’t have her quite yet (she’s still at the hospital having some minor work done). She is on the small side, just like a preemie baby. Good things can come in small packages. She’s truly beautiful in my eyes and purdy! And it makes me really upset when people say negative things about her. She sparkles and shines and the new smell is SO amazing. I miss that new house smell so so much.

When I opened the door and walked in, my eyes lit up, I gasped and then let out a squeal. She looked amazing. To see all the things you picked out, the colours and materials all come together. It was quite the reveal. I love her.

Side note, someone asked me why the new place is a “she” and not a “he”. My answer is simple, SHE is WAY too pretty to be male. Yes, the colours aren’t really “she” colours, but she sparkles and shimmers (especially the back splash) just like a girl. Also, she isn’t a fixer up’er…and let’s face it, most boys/men need some work. Right ladies? And because she is new, that means she doesn’t come with a whole lot of baggage the way boys so often do. SO that’s why it’s a girl! Can you say sexist?

It took me forever to leave the new place yesterday. Even after the inspector left I pretended to leave with him, then got back out of the car and went back in to take it all in again (and take a video). This is my own history in the making and it feels amazing. I feel like an 18 year old going off to college to live on her own for the first time, in her own place. Although I’ve been living independently since I was 16, this is the first time I will believing completely on MY OWN. No family, no boys and no friends. Just me, myself and I. Most people have experienced living on their own by now, but I have not, which is why I think this makes it so much more important and different for me.

Some of the things I can’t wait for in the new place…(In no particular order)

- to celebrate my birthday
- to have visitors that I can buzz in the front door
- to see my new furniture selections be delivered and installed
- to have friends over
- to COOK meals again, for myself and for others
- to have a bath in my new tub
- to do the first grocery shop and fill a brand new fridge
- to sit on my covered porch and watch a storm
- to snuggle on my porch / to snuggle on my new couch / to snuggle in my new Queenie
- to get my first bunch of flyers
- to do the first batch of dishes and laundry in the new facilities
- to have my open house
- to eventually “break in “all the new things about my place
- to experience Christmas and the decorations in my new place
- to organize and find places and homes for everything
- to have many many more reasons to make trips to IKEA
- to see kitty and bring her home to Mama’s house and watch her explore her new home
- to meet my neighbours... maybe there will be some eye candy? Maybe we can all leave our doors open like they do in college dorms? Maybe? ;)
- to paint and put things on the walls
- to get into some sort of a routine again
- to say “welcome to MY home" to the new visitors that will stop by
... there’s lots more, but mostly to live and just be!

You would think that after almost 27 years you would know yourself, but the truth is I think I'm still discovering so much about this Jessica person. My biggest discovery in the past couple weeks has been finding out that maybe I'm not a good multi-tasker after all? Maybe once in a while I can be, but I think it's a rare occasion. I figured out that when I'm in a store and I'm texting I stop dead in my tracks as I can't seem to figure out how to text something and walk at the same time, or even read a text and walk at the same time. I’ve now realized I'm very much a one project or one vision type of person. Once one major thing is done and complete then another can begin. It’s a bit of tunnel vision. I like to be focused on one thing at a time and let it consume me, live it, breath it and own it. Whenever I feel like it’s done and complete that's when I can put focus elsewhere and start something new. With the move so close, I'm really excited to move my focus elsewhere and let the next chapter begin.

Getting the keys on September 14th will be a feeling I hope I can remember forever. Now that I have this blog I can document it and look back, and that makes me smile.

Excited Doodle From My Agenda

-J-