These times are tough and I'm really doing my best to make sure that I am doing what I can to get by. Of course, you guys purchasing art pieces is a huge help and I appreciate each and every single one of you for helping me out. I'm working on so many projects and trying to keep healthy as well. These trying times require us to keep moving and to keep wishing for the reopening of our jobs, parks, and campgrounds. It's agonizing on how slow going it is but that's ok. I'm doing what I can to try and stay positive.
For those of you that aren't interested in purchasing pieces, there will be a donation button set up where you can send me some extra cash to help out during these trying times. Whatever you decide you are helping me out.
The pieces I have in this post are ones that are smaller and ready to go flying out the door today. Please consider purchasing one and if you want to see other pieces I have in stock then click here to go directly to my gallery.
Be safe everybody and stay positive.
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I've never lived in an apartment before now and its a struggle for me. I think it's because COVID is in place and there isn't anything to do so, of course, this small space is starting to make me slightly claustrophobic. Luckily in Florida, they reopened the beaches so we have been going there quite often to get out our pent up energy and of course, to drink. All of our friends in this area are aware of the virus but in all honesty, most of us are over it and are waiting to go back to our normal-ish lives. My gym is even ready to open back up now that we have finished painting, cleaning, organizing, and so on. We even had a staff party and got to climb the routes we set up in the gym.
It's been nice to have this lull in life but it also is starting to make me antsy and I'm ready. I want to go back to work and I want to be able to see people, interact with them, and enjoy the life I so dearly love. I'm planning to still try to travel in August so for me, it's a whole game to be just waiting around for something to happen and for me to get the green light.
We all thought 2020 would be full of fun adventures and explorations. Sadly the world has decided to do some stupid things and make us all stand still for a while. Im already over it.
How are you guys doing during this lockdown? Are you staying sane? Long walks? Camping?
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The last 48 hours have been a blur. When we got back from TN we found out that we had only two days to get the rest of the stuff out of the house, clean it up and then hang over the keys to the owners. Once we were well rested from our trip we got started on the last bit of the cleaning and organizing. At first, it seemed that things were going well but soon enough we were getting around that time. The deadline was 3 p.m and as much as we rushed through it all it wasn't working. We had to make a trip over to my boyfriend's apartment to drop off my safe, computer chair, and laundry basket so that I could actually haul over the rest of the kitchen stuff that I wanted. From there we went to Walmart and got a few extra boxes for what remained.
Luckily the new owners were ok with us taking more time to get things done. We started with the kitchen once we were back and let me tell you it was a **** show. There were very few items I actually wanted so I made sure to grab those items and from there we just started throwing things out one by one. I can't describe the feeling I had as we went through everything in the kitchen. We went through so many trash bags and threw away so many dishes, pots, and pans. It was a **** show for a while. From about 9 a.m until 6 p.m I was there helping my dad throw things away, put things in the trailer, and so on. It was a mess.
Every time we would open another door in the house there was more stuff. Of course, is expected after twenty years of living in one place. Now it could have been a lot worse if I hadn't made my dad go through everything one by one years ago. I literally made him got through his belongings about two years ago and even then the trash bags were piled up. I'm sure the trash guys had a field day when they saw all that they had to take.
The truth of the matter is that I feel ok with this. For now. Once I left and went to my new home, got settled, and let Spice out the explore I realized how real everything was. How final it felt.
I don't know what we will do next but I am hopeful.
Now we move forward.
As of right now most of the stuff out of the house is gone. I'm sitting in my mostly empty room wondering about the future of this home. The people who bought the place are very nice and they have two boys. Both of them will grow up in this house, where I grew up. They will have the same view that I have had since I was four years old. They will get to paddleboard, go boating, watch the stars, and enjoy a nice cold beer while watching the sunset. Of course that is all in due time. Right now they are a little bit too young for that but if they stay here until they are adults then that will surely happen.
Last night I went out onto our dock and took some time to take it all in. The sky was clear so you could see the moon and stars. The water was almost flat enough to see your reflection in it. All around there were birds chirping and somewhere an owl was hooting away at the sky. It was quite beautiful to have that last moment with my childhood home. For some people, it might be dramatic to be talking about a home in this way but for me, it's all about the perspective. I'm taking a leap of faith that I never thought I would take and right now it's a weird transition.
When I was out there watching the moon slowly fade away over Fort Walton Beach I realized that most of the people I knew growing up have moved away from this neighborhood. They have all gone to new places, new homes, and new lives. Some have even gone to new states and here I am. Still existing, still here, still watching everything go by. Now I am leaving this home and letting someone else take a chance on the home and make memories. I know this house will serve them well. They will have many laughs, many tears, lots of love, and plenty of beautiful sunsets to watch together.
So goodbye childhood. It was fun while it lasted. Its time to move forward and make a new path.
ITs the final days here. Were getting everything ready for the walkthrough. So if you have ever sold a house you know what that means. Its the last minute packing. You're grabbing all the little things you were unsure about, your changing things around, putting things into boxes, taking moments as you pack to look around you, and remember how it used to look. It's all coming together. Your closing one chapter and opening another. Its a series of events that you set in motion and a series of things that you now can't take back.
It's weird thinking that in less than two days we won't be able to come back. In less then two days we won't be able to do anything except wave goodbye. This house has done so much, seen so much, and holds a place in my heart. I don't know what my future will look like but I hope that it is bright.
A lot of change is coming, not only in my life but also in millions of others. Were in strange times right now and I can only imagine what will come from this stupid craziness. I honestly hope that we learn a hard lesson from this and I hope that it all becomes wiser about what we decide to do. Not only in our lives but also in our decisions as a country. I'm not sure what will change but I know that there are going to be some dumb decisions that will come from the aftermath of the coronavirus.
Man is our future looking slim right now.
Be safe you guys.
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