Catching up.

I feel like I’ve just been running, running, running for a week straight. It’s finally catching up with me, and I’m really exhausted. This past week was actually pretty good, work-wise and otherwise. A four day week is certainly always an improvement, and I got to spend two of those days in southern VA calling on customers. It was a lot of driving, but it was definitely nice to get out of the office for a few days.

Then I spent the weekend in Pittsburgh with my lovely family. As much as I always want to spend time at home, it’s sometimes difficult because there are so many people I want to see, and I don’t always have time to make it happen. But this weekend, I made plans to see a dear old co-worker, my “little sister,” my old roommate, my cousin and her husband. I had such a relaxing and fun time with all of them, and I was so happy to get to spend some time with these people. To make the weekend even better, M came home from his camping trip early, so I got to spend Saturday night and all day Sunday with him. It was such a fantastic and unexpected surprise. He’s just too good to me.

Unfortunately, on Sunday I had to move out of my Pittsburgh apartment. While I’m glad to not be shelling out the rent anymore, it was so depressing to clean out the apartment and get it ready for the new roommate to move in. It felt like my last physical tie to the city I grew up in was cut. I suppose now I’m exclusively a Virginia resident. As much as I love living and working in the District, I will always feel as though a part of me belongs in Pittsburgh.

Regardless, this past week helped me start to think that maybe this current arrangement is going to be okay. Maybe I’ll be okay living on my own in this city. Maybe I’ll figure out a way to get more enjoyment out of my job. Maybe M and I will find a way to make this relationship work—at least for the interim. This week gave me a little hope that I can handle this. I’m trying to make those fleeting feelings get me through this week. Sometimes I let myself get so caught up in all the little things that go wrong that I forget to acknowledge all the big things I have.

A cozy little apartment. A good paying job. Good health. A wonderful and handsome boyfriend. A loving family. Beautiful and kind friends.

And I forget to acknowledge the little things I have.

FrozenYo right across the street from work. Dry cleaning service in my apartment building. A mom car. A gym in my work building. A new coffee maker (even though I don’t drink coffee). A great Thai restaurant 100 feet away.

To yogurt for lunch and Thai for dinner,

Lia