why untitled, unwritten?

I once labeled everything before it was written, until I found it kept too many words away. Now I am leaving the unwritten untitled, until it grows into a name.

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

No. 57: Nothing is Perfect



It was my own fault for getting so, so excited about having a place of our own again.  While our living arrangements have been a great blessing in the last year, it came time to move on--rather literally.  I found myself so excited about things--my own kitchen!  A back porch!  Our things out of storage!  Then moving day came, overwhelmed me as it always has, and our furniture, our dishes, our bookshelves, everything came out of that storage unit and made its way up to our eight hundred square feet on a top-floor end unit.  

The first night, we didn't stay because I could not find the sheets for the bed.

The second day, I found places that hadn't been cleaned thoroughly or painted properly.  Every vent was dusty and the paint was already peeling in one spot near the shower.  And it was hot that day, after weeks of being cool, and it took some time for the air conditioning to cool it down.  

The second night, we did not sleep because there are two streetlights outside our window and we did not have a curtain rod or curtains.

My disappointment soared.  I wondered, occasionally out loud, if moving really was a good idea.

The third night was a little better and each has gotten better since.  I cleaned, I tidied, I unpacked, and I finally did one thing that made all the difference: I pulled out our framed engagement and wedding photos and set them in each room.  

Yesterday, I walked outside and saw this tree in the middle of its changing, the leaves shifting from green to golden-orange, and I knew this could be home quite soon.


2 comments:

Brandi {not your average ordinary} said...

Such beautiful words. I'm glad you're finding little ways to make this place a home.

(And don't streetlights suck? There's one that shines into my bedroom and it drives me crazy -- even with the blinds and curtains closed.)

Sam | ashore said...

I so understand this. I get my hopes up so high for things, it's hard not to be disappointed often. There is a quote I really love from Pema Chodron that goes something like "The trick is to keep going and not give up when something isn't what we thought. Because the truth is, nothing is what we thought."