Moving forward

I'm writing this blog at my new dining room table with its brand new set of chairs - ensemble completed today. After a year and a half in our pretty little house we finally actually have a table. I can't stop looking at it. I can't stop sitting at it. Finally this is starting to feel like home.

I'm adjusting, at least for now, to being here, to being a resident, to planning to finish what I've decided to get myself into. After a strong, energetic start to the year I've been in a pretty severe spiral of misery over the last few months. I have cried, often over nothing in particular, more than any normal human being should. But for the last few days I've been looking forward. I just got an abstract accepted for a poster presentation and I'm working on a new project now. I am finally formulating some career ideas. I feel like I have a few more tools to make it through.