Beginnings

“Beginnings are sudden, but also insidious. They creep up on you sideways, they keep to the shadows, they lurk unrecognized. Then, later, they spring.” 

― Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

  

Beginnings are awkward and who am I kidding, I don't know how to blog! I got that quote from Goodreads after 'googling' "beginning quotes". Isn't that how people do it? Maybe this is a project more for myself than anything else or maybe it will be entertaining to others with enough time. I find a sense of normalcy in reading others' blogs so here goes "My Kinda Normal."

So about 2 months ago I thought it would be a good idea to buy a house.

"Little House"

Then I thought it would be a good idea to buy one with a pool. Then (1 day) after I closed on my house the AC and fridge broke. 

"The Great Idea"

It has been an interesting couple of months.  

I love my house, I REALLY do! But it has been so much work. I learned to mow the grass for the first time and I was so proud. I've learned how to fix drywall. I've learned how to turn a pool from black to blue. I've learned how to fight with a home warranty company. I feel empowered! 

I looked at one of my trees the other day and thought for a couple of minutes about how it was my tree and how I owned it. I'll admit it was weird but oh so satisfying. 

"My Trees"

  Before I bought my house I was nervous it wasn't big enough. You see, I grew up in a suburban cookie cutter house with a stay at home mom who was always cleaning. My parents' still have a big house with something like 3 guest bedrooms. I had this fear that people would disapprove if I lived in the country in a little house next to other little houses, some of which are in bad shape and 10 cars parked in the yard, with no HOA. After living here for a bit, that fear has completely subsided. This place fits with my lifestyle and I feel at peace here. 

This little house has taught me something, actually a lot of somethings. I'm in charge of my life. I have to make my life what I want it to be instead of letting anyone else decide for me. Choosing to buy this little house was an (unknown at the time) act of self-reliance. An act of self fulfillment. A beginning.