moving dazed/hamilton crazed


I'm going a little bit insane this week. Really, I've been going a little bit insane for close to a month now. I wrote at the beginning of the year about how I wanted to say yes to everything, wanted my life to feel full and rich and varied, and that resolution is being realized with a vengeance. I'm exhausted. 

Last weekend we celebrated Jonathan's graduation, and I can't wait to share photos and stories from the weekend. That said, I got home to Minneapolis on Tuesday and found myself facing down a three-day turnaround before, oh right, MOVING. I feel like a bit of a fool for being stressed, given I'm moving less than half a mile, but the logistics (and ensuing emotions) of packing up my favorite home have left me a little bit leveled.

For the last several weeks I've been sad and stressed and not sleeping well or really, at all (what else is new)...and I feel like I need a lifeline, or a day to just recover from the frenetic pace I'm setting for myself.  Between the first weekend of May and the first weekend of July, I haven't had/don't have a single weekend "off," and that in and of itself is enough to make me want to crawl into bed and bury my head under the covers and quietly groan a little. Everything coming up is spectacularly fun and exciting...weddings, parties, galas, oh and a trip to Europe (!)...but a BIG part of me wishes it was all going to be spectacularly fun and exciting and a little tiny bit more spaced out. 

I guess this is just the season of life I've created for myself right now...and I really, truly am loving it. 2016 is flying by, with all the highs and the lows and in-betweens a girl could possibly imagine, and I kind of feel at this point like I'm mostly along for the ride. A passenger on my own personal rollercoaster, to leverage a totally hackneyed cliché. I've been listening to "Hamilton" pretty much non-stop since Monday, and the number of lines that hit me directly in the heart is off the charts. This one in particular, from "Wait for It," is looping through my brain on repeat today: 

"I am the one thing in life I can control...I am inimitable, I am an original. I'm not falling behind or running late...I'm not standing still, I am lying in wait." 

It's Aaron Burr, overwhelmed and stressed out by his frenemy Alexander Hamilton's seemingly meteoric rise, and it's resonating with me hard this week. Expect a lot more "Hamilton"-life parallels, fyi - I'm hooked. 

So I'm going to grit my teeth and control myself and get shit done. Apologies in advance, it's going to be sparse these next couple days/weeks--send happy thoughts my way and if anyone has a burning desire to lift heavy boxes at any point, I can totally help you out!