There’s nothing that energizes me quite like a nice walk in the woods,especially if it’s in the woods on a long-distance trail! Walking from the Len Foote Hike Inn back to my car at Amicalola Falls Park Visitor’s Center, I danced down the trail, meeting a dozen fresh hikers starting their treks to Maine.
It’s so heartwarming to me to talk with hikers just beginning their long walk, knowing what they may encounter. I tingle inside in surrogate celebration and inner pride, wishing deeply for their success.
At home, by contrast, today, my eyes glaze over with the list of pre-move tasks. My house selling team bounce through the house, bursting with ideas for staging it just right to attract the perfect buyer. I volunteer to do some of the projects – change the light fixtures, paint walls, but it all pools in a quiet mud of overwhelm. I realize today that the complexity and immensity of this transition has not registered in my brain to be organized and scheduled. Randy, the designer, says, “You have a lot to do! Is this all going to get done?” I respond, “I think I have not internalized it all yet, maybe you need to poke me awake.”
In three weeks, I’m proposing to be ready for my new life, at least in my house. I need to remind myself to focus. Yes, it’s coming. Time to get organized!
First, offer one of my favorite prints to some possible candidates in Minnesota. They might appreciate the hand-painted lithograph of a north lake icon – the loon.