Day 1: Back to Work

Ooooo. Pretty.

It's a slow crawl out of my vacation head, and I think I made a step towards better yesterday. I stayed inside all by myself, read my book then watched crap romcom movies on TV until late afternoon. Finished my last 3 cigarettes and felt sick about it. It was magical.

Then, I went out and bought a new Bodum coffee pot, a double walled, drip filter,  glass deal that I looked at before we left. After considering it for 26 days and then using the espresso style Italian maker  the whole time we were gone, it was a happy purchase. I like it, it's pretty and makes coffee.

The beginning of the day started with nerves and questions and confusion. Coming back, I jumped into us looking for a place together, but only because amazing places started showing up. I found this one, it was the only one that really worked out for us to go see (a bunch of others just didn't line up). The owner asked for a introduction letter about who we are - and boy, did she get it - she loved it. We met her last night and she said she was we had her at the letter, it was so good and detailed and personal. She's looking for harmony. So am I.

I was about to put a stop to the move, but as this one was booked from the day we were leaving Italy, I figured we would go and see it through but not take it.

We're taking it.

She was great. Down to earth, totally chill, smokes the weed; and the place is gorgeous and pretty damn perfect. While the ad said no pets, when asked, she said she wouldn't say no to us for that. It's warmed by firewood. It's been renovated. The main bedroom has two big closets. Theres a big second bedroom. It's sweet.

I just. just.

The universe road seemed so aligned and clear. We're taking it. And I'm happy.

Today is, well, it's back to work day. I'm going to sneak into the gym at 7, stretch ever so slightly, maybe pump a weight or two. I'm going to be kind to me.

Then I'm gonna zoom into my job with blinders on.

Wish me luck.