Monday, November 6, 2017

courage over comfort

It is currently 6:30am here in Park City, UT. I set my alarm for 5 this morning because I can tell my body is still on NY time (I was sound asleep at 9 last night). Aside from getting adjusted to the time zone difference, now that I’m settled in, I have a brand new set of goals that I can’t wait to crush.

Yesterday was my first full day here. It was successful and very productive. First on my list of to-dos was joining a gym—check! Man, I went about 4 days with no exercise and little movement because you know, I was driving and all, and boy did my body miss it. 

Second, I hit up the brand new Whole Foods. If you’re a foodie/health junkie like me, I know you feel my excitement. I’m slowly starting to pick up a few kitchen staples every time I grab groceries. You don’t realize how many things you use on a daily basis until you arrive in an empty place and have nothing. 

Next, I hit up Wally World for some house supplies. I really prefer Target but the only store I could find on the map was in the Salt Lake Valley and I wasn’t about to drive to Salt Lake to grab some paper towels and toilet paper. Walmart worked just fine. 

Last but not least, I stopped at Pier 1. It wasn’t on my to-do list, but hey, how could I resist a few home goodies? A few beautiful wine glasses, a “snowy birch” candle, and 2 pillows later…my new place feels a bit more like home with a few of my own personal touches. 

My washer is broken and got stuck in “soak” mode. However, come to find out …the washer is older and hasn’t been used in months. Aside from that, one of the TVs stopped working. It just won’t turn on. A few years ago, I might have gotten worked up and/or frustrated over this, but as I’ve gotten older and from all the reading/learning/self-development I’ve done…little hiccups like these don’t even rattle me anymore. 

It hasn’t even been a week since I left home but it feels like I’ve done SO much. Within a week, I drove cross country…stopping in Columbus, Omaha, Denver along the way. I have unpacked and moved into a new place. I have navigated around town, developed a morning and nighttime routine and now, and eaten every meal by myself for the past 6 days. 

Eating alone might be one of the hardest parts of being on the road, and now in a new city where I know no one…but I’m teaching myself to look at it from a different perspective. This will be a great opportunity for me to learn new recipes, try new foods, and develop the confidence to be content with eating alone. It sounds silly, I know, but I really hate seeing people alone…and I’m that gal right now. Hey, what doesn’t kill you, makes you well rounded. 

It feels very surreal that this is my new life for the next 6 months. I wake up feeling refreshed and excited for what’s to come. Now that I’m here, not once have I wanted to turn around and go home. Truth is, home will always be there. Deciding to move here was out of my comfort zone, getting here was climbing out of it, and now that I’m here I’m living outside of it. I’ve heard that outside of your comfort zone is where the magic happens, so I guess we’ll see...

Keep on keepin’ on—
XX, Laura 

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