So I came to a decision today. I’m not going to pursue the house.
It’s a little sad, letting go of this. But it feels right. I really put some thought into it today, and even though a lot of the decision is based on my gut, I think it’s also the smart thing to do.
I reread this morning my post on New Years day. On January 1 there was a lot I wanted to achieve this year, and I really feel like I’m part of the way to getting there. Thing is, if I invested all my time/energy/money/stress into this one (fairly big) thing, all that would have to be shelved. I would not be able to take the Spanish course I want to start in July. There would be no more art workshops and going out and I’m really only starting to do all those things. I’m excited about it, too. There are things I need to work on this year, places I need my head to go, and things I want to achieve for myself. Now I feel the momentum picking up, I’m really nervous about slowing down.
Work is a bit vague as well. I’m not quite sure what’s going to happen, and I still don’t know what I want.
So that’s that then.