Over the last week, I've had the opportunity to be with myself for most of the day. When the break first started, I couldn't figure out what to do with myself, and threw myself into my coaching side gig--to a point that I became stressed over the weirdest stuff. Then a care package came in the mail in the middle of the week containing a lovely card, some products, a pack of hilighters, and a book entitled The Slight Edge.
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I feel like I'm having mild deja-vu. As if it just happened yesterday, I'm finding myself looking at rental websites, scouring neighborhoods for an apartment within our budget, and starting to apply to summer jobs. The first time we did this, my fiancé and I ended up moving into a neighborhood that's completely wrong for us, had low-paying jobs as baristas, and were MISERABLE for most of the summer.
I can't help but hope that this move is going to be different. I said on my Instagram story sometime last week that "change scares me." To which I got a lovely response from someone that essentially laughed at that statement. Change really does scare me. I like things the way they are, I like getting comfortable, and I always get apprehensive when the time comes to take on new challenges or new adventures. It makes me anxious and I tend to worry a lot. But I do it anyway.
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