Uncomfortable amounts of newness

The law of diminishing returns is no joke. I like Krispy Kreme donuts . . . but not after the dark side of a half dozen. I also like change, but after the last few weeks, I'd rather go back to Krispy Kremes.

EVERYTHING in my life is new and strange right now. New schedule, new jobs, new responsibilities, new city & state, new car, new house, new phone number, new insurance, new bank, new driver's license, new internet provider, new cell phone, new cable (ok, so cable itself is new for us), new daycare for Ella, new stresses . . . I am done.

So much change makes one crave the familiar. A conversation, a smell, a ritual, a picture . . . I have been embracing and absorbing those few things in life that have remained the same in the last little while. I am home, but I am not home. I am a stranger in my own skin.

And people want me to get on doing life, yet it is harder than that. Just "doing life" right now seems as difficult as "just taking a walk" but doing it blindfolded. Yeah, I can put one foot in front of the other, but who knows what I'm kickin' up?