Thursday, August 2
I awoke this morning happy to be alive as I thought I was going to die from heat exhaustion last night. I finally made the dreaded trip to my old apartment to make a final attempt at cleaning the place and to retrieve what I thought to be a "few" miscellaneous items which weren't brought in the move. Turns out there was much more remaining there than I thought. To top it all off, our air conditioner had been off for five days, each of those days' temperatures reaching at least 95. Needless.. I was drenched in sweat the moment I walked in and spent two hours loading my car with the remaining items and cleaning the tub, sink, toilet, etc. At one point, I was this close to passing out and had to stop and lay my head by the air vent for ten minutes of an escapt to my happy, cool place. I believe I uttered the phrase "this f*#cking sucks!" approximately 126 times. I'm usually a pretty tough girl.. until it comes to heat. Don't like it. As I was leaving, though, I made myself stop and center one more time on leaving the apartment one last time. I longed for some fond feelings for the place, but none came to be. It seemed it was merely a transitional dwelling and, in fact, Lathen and I had our most trying times while living there. I don't wish to place blame anywhere other than where it belongs (with us), but I do give credit to the influence of positive and negative energies (vibes, if you will) of a dwelling and I can't say I don't believe they have an effect on a person. Looking back, it seemed Lathen and I were happier once we left the place. And I can say that since the move I have been in a greater state of inner peace and have felt more relaxed, despite all the physical work I've been doing around the house. I sense the same with Lathen, also. Sleep is valuable and welcome and I feel "at home" as I crawl into bed at night, as opposed to either resisting the urge to take a sleep aid or giving in to one each night as before. Could it be I've taken a small step to being where I'm supposed to be, or is it simple exhaustion for now. One never knows, do one.
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