Tomorrow (or today, depending on how fast I write this!) marks a month since I moved to Virginia. A month, already. While a month sounds way too long, it also feels like so much has happened in that time.
I'm sitting here on a couch, surrounded by a lot of furniture that I didn't have a month ago, that's for sure. It's been a slow unpacking process, because the basement apartment I'm living in isn't 100% finished, and because finding, building, and buying new furniture is a tedious process. (Especially in a small space, where space matters, so each piece really needs to be thought through.)
With each bit of furniture that gets assembled, every box that gets unpacked, life changes shape just a little. I would say that things feel a little more normal, but I think it's more accurate to say that I'm finding a new normal. Even things as simple as feeding the animals involve new rituals for us. Aeris used to get her dinner - a bit of canned wet food - when Matt got home from work. Without that trigger, Aeris went for a few weeks without asking for it, and not touching it when offered. Only this past week has she come to accept that it's okay to accept her wet food from me, in the evening. Mikenna understands that when I pull the trash bag out of the can, that she's going to get to go for a little walk. She runs circles around me, woofing in excitement. She mostly barks to play or to communicate with me - not at random noises, not at neighbors, and not at the mailman.
I've been learning how to do things on my own. I still haven't figured out a good time for grocery shopping. It used to be Friday morning. I guess the problem is that I'm still living day to day in some regards.
I know in the morning, I'm going to get up, take Koo out, and we'll have breakfast. I know that I tend to do my cleaning in the evening, after my dad goes to work. I know that Mikenna will go to bed without me, because she can see me, and that Aeris wants to be in the same room, but not sleeping on the bed with us. But I don't know what's for supper this week, and I don't know what's going on this weekend.
I don't know where life is going, but I'm excited to find out. Slow and steady. One month down.