Stalling Out

I feel like I've hit a brick wall. Or a fork in the road. Or something along those lines.

Ever since moving I just can't seem to find the right path to take. It's not a lack of motivation, per se, but more like I get going in one direction and change my mind and go in another direction. Then I see something on the periphery and am all like, 'Oooh, pretty!'.

I know that a part of my problem is the fact that I am very much like my astrological sign: Gemini. This is what I'm going through: "Geminis can easily become bored, and aren't great at concentrating on a single project for a long period of time. They become restless when there isn't enough change and excitement, and there's nothing a Gemini hates more than feeling stuck in a rut. When Geminis get bored with a project, they're known to just stop working on it so they can focus on something else that catches their attention." And that's driving me crazy.

I am dying for some travel time, for something new and exciting. However, that's not going to get me anywhere in the long run and I know it. I hate having to make adult decisions. One of my dualities is parent/child. A part of me is saying, "You can travel and go have fun but not now. For now you need to sit tight and focus." Then the child is saying,"No! I want to have everything I want right now! Why is this taking so long?" Their bickering is driving me to some serious distraction.

Bleh. I don't know, let's hope this passes and quickly. In the meantime I'm going to go start reading a third book (because I already have two other books half read and I might as well indulge my preoccupied ridiculousness).

There Should Be Laws Against This

Moving is a bitch. Especially when you're a clutz.

I've banged my knees all up on countless inanimate objects, cut my fingers from cardboard boxes, almost fell down my stairs while carrying said finger-reaming-boxes, nearly ran over several pedestrians in my quest to get to new place (on a separate note, where the hell are all these people coming from and why don't they have cars??), having to depend on people (with man muscles that I don't have) who can't focus long enough to actually get anything moved, and finally, to cap it off, I got into a fender bender. In my beautiful new car.

Not thrilled.

Luckily, it's just a scratch but...still. A few tears were shed. Okay...maybe more than a few. A girl has a right to just cry her little heart out when things aren't going her way. So shut it.

So, on the way home tonight I decided that tomorrow is a new day and that I needed to check my attitude before it wrecked me. Then you know what popped into my head?

"The sun will come out, tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun..."

Yes, Annie lyrics jumped into my head.

Sad? Very.

True? Let's hope so.