Today I am having a difficult time of being here...do you know what I mean? Of being here in the moment of where I actually am...where I need to be. (do I sound out of my gourd yet?) In many ways I have already checked out of this house and into the next.
I found myself putting fabrics together for the master bedroom in the beach house instead of calling the realtor again and dealing with Navy Household Goods. I keep thinking of how closets and cabinets will be organized and if the boys will all three go in the same room. Hmmm...maybe it would be better if everyone had their own, and next how to decorate it all. I find myself over at flickr on and off looking at craft spaces and obsessing about the one I will have in the beach house.
Now, I ask you...which would you rather do? Of course you would. OK, I will stop procrastinating, make another cup of cafe con leche and tackle my to do list. But I would much rather be taking a nap with Mr. Mooch.