One of the hardest things, to me, about moving, is that all of the routines and “order” in my life kind of just go out the window. I am a very routine-oriented person, and I have a very hard time when my routine(s) don’t go as I expect them to. With the upheaval the girls and I have been through over the past couple of months, I have had to let go of my routines, take a few deep breaths, and go with the flow.
Letting go of routine was very hard for me. I adjusted as well as I could, and I did pretty well for the most part. There were a couple times, though, when I had complete meltdowns and felt like everything was falling apart. Of course, though, as soon as I got it all out and gathered myself back together, I realized I was just letting my “out of control surroundings” get to me.
Now that we are settling in to our new life, I am finding that it is time to establish some routines for us. During the work-week, it is very easy – I get up at 4:30 a.m., go to work, come home, hang out, go to bed, and do it all again the next day. The girls are still rocking their summer vacations and enjoying ever minute of it. As the summer comes to a close, I am working towards getting myself into a routine that will work with the girls once school starts. Of course, when that happens, I doubt I will still be working at 6:00 a.m., so we will be able to get into a routine that works for us.
The biggest lesson I am learning through this whole experience is to have patience. Patience with myself and my OCD ways, patience with my life that is in turmoil, patience with my parents who are being so blessedly wonderful, and patience with my girls because their lives are in turmoil and they have been through major upheaval as well.