Another discovery on this journey of change.

My move to N.Y. is less than 10 weeks away. My 'calm, collected self ' is not feeling calm these days. 'Anxious' would probably be a better word to describe how I feel. Anxious as in; "I am so excited about going to N.Y." and "I am disturbed and worried that I cannot get everything done before I go."

My priority this week has been to correct any little flaw in my house so that it is ready to be properly presented to the potential buyers. (Note: I did not say 'next owner' because that thought still makes me sad.)

On to my discovery: I have a huge closet in my attic studio, and I decided that is a good place to start with the sorting process of what to save and what to throw. My discovery is that I can easily part with most of it. Here is one example:

I had 8 spiral notebooks of daily journals about my activities and thoughts during the first year after the divorce (19 years ago). I save this type of thing, imagining that someday when I am old I will read them for reflection and insight. It was very therapeutic then, but I don't have any desire to read it now. It is in the past. As I continued in the closet I realized I didn't need nor want to save most of what was in there.

This idea of getting rid of everything I don't need is contagious. The plan has always been to keep it simple and only take what I need to New York and store what I want to have when I move back and settle in Mpls. The list of what I want to save is getting very small.

The result of this is the feeling of freedom. I want to be rid of the burden of all of this 'stuff" I don't need. By clearing out this house, I am clearing out my life and keeping just the good. I am getting rid of the clutter in my life.

I recommend this idea to others. Think how easy it will be to find stuff !

Read the quote for today, it was perfect for this blog.

I hope to hear from some of you.
Diane

What makes a house a home?

I just finished watching American Idol. With all of the tragic things happening in the world, this show gives me some much needed enjoyment and relief. It was great to see the contestants so happy that the judges 'saved' Matt, as if they were not even in competition with each other. They have grown so close to each other during this. Isn't it fantastic how much joy we are able to give and receive in this life? People need people. Tonight's show was just the icing on the cake after seeing the 'You Tube' video that has been on the news all day. (Britain's show: 'You've Got Talent', also with Simon Cowell) If anyone didn't see it, I will put the link on this post. Every time I watch it my smile gets bigger and bigger. Watching Simon smile, melts my heart. He smiles with his eyes.

American Idol isn't the only reason I am emotional today. I have been going back and forth about what to do about my house when I move to New York in July. I have decided to put it on the market and today they put the 'For Sale' sign up. Ohhhhh, I am selling a part of me. There isn't a wall I haven't painted, or a space I haven't transformed. I will miss

the small outside terrace that my neighbor and I paved with brick and my flowers and birds and the gentle sound of the fountain. My home is so charming and has given me more contentment than I ever could have imagined, not to mention the wonderful times spent here with family and friends.

BUT, I will create that where ever I go, I will take my home with me. It isn't the house in my life, it is the people in my life that matters. I get to spend a year with my New York family. I am so excited to think of the adventures ahead of me and the people yet to meet. I will grow there, not old, but I will grow as a person and then I will sadly have to leave them because I intend to end up in Minneapolis where my other 3 children live with their spouses and my 5 grandchildren.

What a problem, huh?

Some have said that they envy me for this freedom. I say: "You can do the same when your time comes. Never settle, never stop." I just finished reading Obama's book, "Dreams of my father" I actually didn't read it, I had the audio book and I listened as I drove to Minneapolis for Easter. Barrack read it so wonderfully, he could be an actor. His voice changed with each character, it was fantastic. He was telling about moving back to Hawaii to live with his Grandparents for awhile so he could continue going to American schools. He described his Grandparents routine. Pops (I think is what he called his grandpa) was bored with his job and he and his Grandma, 'Toots' didn't talk much to each other anymore. So Pops sat in front of the T.V. every night and Toots spend her time reading in a different room. The line I remember was this: "It seems they both just decided to 'settle' ''. That is sad.

These posts are going to be about my adventure. So here is the list:

1. Move to New York for a year.

2. Sell the house. (If I don't get my asking price I will rent it)

3. stay tuned.......

The best laid plans...blah blah blah

What a day I had yesterday.

I was so excited to see an empty square on my calendar, an entire day to spend as I wished. My plan to get my shopping done in the morning was good, I would take the dogs for a nice long walk in the woods when I get home. (My companion Sammie, a little 6 lb. Maltese and my daughters huge black poodle )

I really got into my shopping and was relieved that I didn't have to teach the art class I have been teaching on Thur afternoons since the first session had just ended and we were on a break. I came home with way too many bags, not just grocery's, a frame for my last painting, a couple of tee shirts, some self tanning cream and new lipstick and lotion for my very dry face, and oh yes, the grocery's that the trip was all about. Really, I MUST stay away from Super Target!



I walk into the house,bags in both hands, with 2 hysterically happy dogs barking and jumping their greetings to me and the phone is ringing. It is the art center giving me the news that two students showed up for the second session.........WHAT?! No! I have groceries to put away, I am hungry , the dogs are lonely and need a walk. I tell the art director to give the students some paper and watercolor paint to keep them busy for 15 min. I frantically stuff all the grocery's into cupboards, the microwave and refrigerator to protect everything from Jasper, the HUGE black poodle. I grab some art supplies and Sammie (no way is my sweet little guy going to be cooped up in this house alone with this HUGE poodle any more.) and jump into my car. I close the car door and discover the index finger on my left hand is still outside the door. Weird, no pain.When I opened the car door and removed my hand I discovered that the finger was wedged into the rubber lining of the door. Lucky for me.

Sammie was a little anxious when I first got to the art center so I held him as I started to teach. Within a few minutes I looked at my finger and it was rapidly expanding in size. I had no feeling in the finger, that was a good thing, right? The gals at the center brought me a little baggie of ice, so I rested my left hand on that which freed up my right hand to hold Sammie. When I wanted to demonstrate a procedure to the students I would let Sammie walk around the table. It was really cute when he started to drink the water we were cleaning our brushes with and walk through some wet paint and then walked across an empty canvas with his little green paws.

Next weeks class may be more organized but I am sure the students won't think it is nearly as much fun.

Tomorrows blog will be about the next step on my list. The saga continues on the journey of my next adventure: moving to New York.
1. I have decided to move to N.Y. to Nanny for a year.
2. Should I sell or rent my house?

Of course I will want your opinons so keep tuning in and thanks so much to those who have already commented. I will get back to each of you soon.

Diane

'Change' can be a good thing.

This post, and those to come, are for me. But if there is anyone out there who finds that they are in a ‘rut’ and don’t know how to get out of it, you may be interested in my story.

I am about to embark on yet another huge adventure in my life. I am currently making plans to move to New York City, from a small town in Iowa, to live for one year as a Nanny for my 2 yr old granddaughter and yet-to- born, grandson.

The ‘theme’ of this first personal post is change. I will begin with a brief history of my past, but I will continue to journal from where I am right NOW, in the present. I intend to journal my way from here in Iowa to my destination in New York, and how a youthful 66 yr old handles life in the BIG CITY as a Nanny .

This is not the first time I have made a decision that completely changed my life as I knew it. At the age of 51 I moved from my hometown in So.Dak. to a small town in Iowa that I had never heard of, to begin a new career. Now, 15 years later I am going to do it again.

Here is my story and why I consider myself a 'Spokeswomen for change':


When I make a big change, there are many decisions to make. So many in fact, that I find it necessary to make a list and then deal with each; one at a time. I always start with only ONE thing on my list. Trying to project into the future and make every decision at once is too overwhelming. ONE item on the list is 'do-able'. That isn't so scary. I have faith, the next step will be there for me when I am ready. I make no decisions without prayer.



Change is very scary. It is the unknown, it isn't familiar. Change is uncomfortable. I think that may be why many people play it safe and don’t go with change. Thank God, literally, that I am not one of those people. Change has opened my world, and I have grown in every way. Sure, I’ve made some bad decisions, but have come out so much stronger and wiser because of the experiences.

Change brings growth.

Growth provides important lessons to be learned.

Contentment and happiness are the results.

This is the list I faced 20 yrs ago:

End a very lonely marriage of 31 yrs.

Find an apartment.

Move out of the house. (he wouldn't)

Begin college as a 48 yr old freshman.

Plan a class schedule to ensure a graduation in 4 yrs.

Sell the business I owned for the past 21 yrs.

Apply for a teaching position.

Make the decision to accept the offered job.

(difficult choice since I knew no one in the town and was alone)

Rent a U haul

Move

If anyone reading this needs encouragement, continue to log in. Maybe I can help you, or you can help me.

I have started a new list. The first item is done, I AM moving to New York. I am just pondering the 2nd item on the list, but that is for my next post.

Keep the faith and read today's quote.

Thanks for stopping by.

Diane