A Writer's Journey
Travelling is one thing. Arriving is another. And moving to settle in a new area is something else entirely.
The longest time I’ve ever spent in one place currently stands at 14 years, and I’ve never truly felt “settled.” In the back of my mind, there loomed the spectre of change, the pull of something new, the need to move.
This time it’s different. This time, the decision was ours and we want this to be our last move, to a place that speaks to us, that excites us, that offers new adventures. Here. I’m keeping track of our journey from decluttering to selling, from losing weight to getting fit for our new life in the north.
Most of all, I’m curious how this move will affect my writing when – for most of my life – I’ve used stories to change situations that were out of my control and dream myself into worlds that suited me better than the real one.
Like our physical move, it’s a journey of self-discovery, and I’m excited to get underway.
Between toothache, dental appointments, a sick cat, and nothing happening on the house selling front, I’ve been in the dumps lately. The kind where even tiny setbacks feel like a disaster, I’m struggling through my current story while feeling I’m too dense to write a shopping list, and needing a glass or two of red wine at night to unwind.
This week, things are shifting.
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This is only our second time selling a house and I’m coming to believe that – first time around – we were seriously lucky. We put the house up for sale in late January, and completed in early April.
This time, it’s not looking quite so good. We didn’t get the house ready to slide in before the increase in Stamp Duty, interest rates are still fairly high, utility bills are due to rise, and caught between the twin evils of Presidents Putin and Trump it feels as if everyone is hunkering down to wait out the storm.
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I’m starting week 2 tomorrow! And the exclamation mark will probably tell you how it’s going. It’s a bit surreal to be working on losing weight while being able to eat when and what I want, but I’m not arguing. I’ve been listening to the Slimpod every day, and I’ve been hogging the Chillpod, making time for it during the day.
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So… I signed up to the Slimpod, and spent the first day exploring. The website, the pods, my head.
It wasn’t, perhaps, the best day to get into something new as the estate agent was bringing around the first potential buyers for a viewing that morning and life was a little hectic. I tried to ignore that as best I could, because there’s always something going on and if I take note of all of it, I’d never get anything done.
So I read, and listened, and joined the FB group to read about everybody else’s experience using the Slimpod.
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When I took my Clifton Strengths test, I found Discipline and Consistency near the bottom of the listing. Which didn’t come as a surprise to me, nor to anyone who knows me.
I’m the kind of person who finds routine boring. Who can’t write a book once she’s planned it meticulously, because all the interesting work has already been done. And who can’t image eating the same lunch two days running, let alone every week for months.
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