Saturday, September 19, 2009
Yes... I am still here. But P90X.... well, I feel so guilty I have had to put it on hold. But to keep my sanity and not become totally worn out, I have postponed my workout for now. This move has consumed me for the last month. First it was moving all my mother's clothes, lamps, and paintings, along with all her kitchen items. Then the movers came. Then it was dispensing all the furniture and some household goods to family. Then it was getting every drawer, cabinet, closet, shelf cleared out from inside upstairs and downstairs, outside from the patio, garage, and courtyard. Getting the house cleaned, and then all the left overs to friends and Goodwill. Helping family members get their stuff moved. Moving all the plants. I had someone remark to me a couple of days ago, "are you still doing P90X?" to which I replied, " well, I have been moving my mother to another place." And they said, " Gosh, it sure seems like it is taking you a long time to do that." There are only so many hours in a day to do everything you need to do, and only so much energy that this 55 year old grammy has! But I can say now that I am almost done. I have a dining room table and chairs at the house that I had tried to sell that will need to be moved, and a terra cotta planter that I am bringing home that is too heavy for me to lift. Everything else is done. In fact we are moving up the closing date to this Friday instead of the following Thursday. But there is alot of mental stress with all of this. My mother is leaving this house of 22 years. This is the only house my kids remember of their grandparents. I finished up inside the house today, and I walked back in the master bath. I thought of all the times I have come into that bathroom and used that shower or tub or vanity to put my makeup on. Remember I live out in the country so I would come after my workout and cleanup at my parents' house. I walked into the master bedroom and thought about the last time I had seen my father in that bedroom. He died in that bedroom with me being the only one in the room. I walked upstairs and thought about staying in that bedroom so many times when I stayed the night at their house. And I just thought about my very vibrant active parents that moved into that brand new house on the golf course and all the company they entertained and all the fun times they had. It made me sad that that time is over. That soon... before I know it... I will be making that same transition. But I want to be like my mother, and not look back, and just move forward to this new stage of life. P90X? Yes, I plan on getting back as soon as I feel physically, mentally, and emotionally ready. Maybe tomorrow!!!!