I am sitting in my new house. It still seems surreal to type it. After such a long journey, which was a bit of a emotional roller coaster (to say the least), it's hard to believe that the next chapter of our lives is underway. S and I have been joking with each other that the day the condo sold was our New Year's for 2014. The calendar didn't line up with the major change in our life and the celebration of the New Year seemed a little odd as we were still in the condo and didn't own the house yet. The stasis didn't end until we had the keys and we're starting our move.
So, the meditation I tend to do on New Year's Day was a bit muted. Although I still managed to make a challenging list of tasks to get all twisted about when they are not struck out. There are some things one can't help but do.
Paternal leave is quickly approaching as well, a reminder that another "beginning" is happening. My son turns six months old this week. The turning point where he starts to develop a personality (or rather a more noticeable one) and starts doing the big firsts–crawl, words, walks, rolls overs and all that–which S refers to as "the better six months of parental leave" which I can't argue with. He's more of a person now.
In short 2014 feels like a year of action (reaction?) rather than waiting. I look forward to it.
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