That Billy Joel song, Movin’ Out came to mind when I finally got myself to write this blog post. I’ve known for a couple of weeks that this was coming, but it was a shocker at first. I’m moving. By the end of December, I’m going to be moving out of the house I’ve rented a room in for four years.
The decision wasn’t mine, it was made for me. My landlord raised the rent again (was raised a year or so ago), and decided that she wasn’t going to continue our landlord/tenant agreement beyond December. It’s not easy having to move, let alone from an area you like being in.
Not to mention that my Christmas holidays are now about more than holly and jolliness. I’ve got boxes to pack, things to throw away and other things to sell or giveaway. Kind of makes moving a bit more stressful due to the time of the year.
The news also threw my plan to go to Atlanta for Jeff Galloway’s race a no-go. Kind of difficult to deal with a weekend trek up to Georgia when I’ve got moving insanity to deal with. On the good side of things, I will be running the Hot Chocolate 15k on December 18th in Tampa. So, while I miss out on what would have been my only vacation trip of the year, I am looking forward to that race and getting to see a childhood friend at the same time.
Because I’m a single woman with not a lot of income coming in, I have to find a room-mate situation or renting another room somewhere. Trying to find something right now in my price range and all hasn’t been easy. Fortunately, one of my friends and her husband are letting me rent a room in their home for a month or so. The only bad side is that it’s in Kissimmee. Putting me at least 45 minutes from my running group and such.
I’m extremely blessed for this friend and through all of this craziness, she has been so awesome. She even came over yesterday to help me start packing! Did I mention I hate packing and moving? LOL! Honestly, she is like a big sister to me and I don’t know what I would do without her. God truly puts some amazing people in our lives!
Through these changes, my depression issues came out full-force. This especially was true last month even before I got the news about having to move. It really felt like a punch to the gut and I cried myself to sleep more than once, something that rarely happens.
My blogging has gotten a bit behind because of the move and depression. I’m now behind on three race recaps (just did race #3 on Saturday), as well as a few other posts I wanted to get up by now. I apologize for that, as I always do my best to be timely on those and update the blog at least three times a week. I appreciate your patience right now, and I promise January will see things getting back on track.
As I write this blog post, I’m hopeful. This is because of my family and friends who have been there for me. I am doing my best to not stress too much, and to remain positive. I know that sometimes, we have to go through some hard times to get to the better ones. There’s some things I have planned for 2017, and I am keeping my head up right now. God is not going to let me fall, He is right there with me. I have faith that good times ARE coming.