Wow. I just moved to New Orleans. I’m not sure how I feel just yet… and people keep asking me. Really, it feels like I’m just visiting. Ask me in a month.
We missed yesterday’s flight and ended up flying down early this morning. I was so exhausted, I wanted to cry. Once we got to our new home (aka my Mom's apartment in Treme), I SLEPT… for like 5 hours. The good thing about moving in with your mother is that she WANTS to hang out with your child. And, thus, you get to sleep. (Thanks, Ma. I needed that.)
I think I am happy to be here though. I’m anxious to start working. No, I’m not getting a job. I mean REALLY working. Taking my future into my own hands and making things happen. I started a TO DO list today. So beginning Monday, I’ll be visiting places like Preservation Resource Center, Global Green, and Common Ground. I know I need LOTS of help restoring my house, so I want to explore these potential resources immediately. My mom is thrilled that I’m here… happy for my energy and drive. I’ll be helping her with her house too.
Well, I just wanted to post a short update. I’m still tired. That’s my punishment for having so much STUFF to move. Even though I’ve gotten rid of A LOT of my belongings over the past year, somehow I still have too much. And packing it all just wore me out. So I’m headed to bed. Goodnight.