Someone asked me this afternoon if I had moved into my house yet, and when I told them I get the key today, they then asked, “Are you excited or does it even seem real yet?” My response, “Not really, and I don’t think it will seem like more than another house sitting job or rental home to me until all my stuff is put up and arranged there, and it looks like my home.” The moving, arranging, and general nesting will take a little while longer, but as I take my BQ apart and put it back together in my house, I am looking forward to riding home with my boys to have lunch together instead of eating in my classroom, to saying prayers and singing them to sleep at night in their own beds in their mom’s home, and to even wash my sheets and towels in my own washer and dryer where I can forget about them for a while and not have to worry about taking up a community washer and dryer from someone else on the floor. As I’ve said before, sometimes it’s the little things.
Today, I am thankful for a little shiny key that gives me a fresh, new start on life and for getting everything on my “blog to-do list” from last night done today, and finally for silly moments in the day that make me smile and laugh. For example, it was rainy off and on all day today, and after school, I asked the boys if they wanted to come see their new home. Instead of riding bikes, I had to walk and pull my “new” used bike trailer behind me because I have not had a chance to properly affix it to my bike yet. Unfortunately, it is configured to a different type of trailer hitch than what I already have, so I put a couple of my bags of stuff on the trailer along with my tool box that had ended up at work, and I began walking and pulling. The funny part came when the rain started up again. I didn’t want to get soaked, so I began running with the trailer behind me. I giggled as my youngest son rode on his bike to my left and my oldest jogged slightly behind me on the sidewalk, and my little one asked, “Why are you laughing?” It was hard to explain, but I had a picture of myself in my head as one of those Rickshaw drivers who carries his two wheeled load behind him. Thank goodness I did not have to carry my two sons or two grown adults as is usual on my “rickshaw” or I may have never made it home safely. I couldn’t remember the name of this human powered transport, so I had to Google it just now, and I discovered that some countries have recently discouraged or outlawed the use of rickshaws due to concern for the welfare of the rickshaw workers. It’s interesting to me that there are still places that use them at all with the various other types of vehicles available to travel in today. At any rate, I got a taste of being a rickshaw driver today, and I’m okay with not having to do it again anytime soon, although it did provide me with my giggles for the day.
Other than that, I worked more than my 8 hours, had a successful parent-child workshop, and moved a few things here and there to the house before my back began hurting, and I decided to call it a day. There will be more time tomorrow and this weekend to move my life from here to there. Overall, even with the stress of the past couple of weeks, the first day of my new existence on the atoll was good! The clouds have parted, and even though I got a little wet on the way through, the most recent stormy weather in my life is passing, and I am thankful for today.
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