April has been an unbelievable month for me. I decided almost on impulse to move 25 miles north of Fort Lauderdale to Delray Beach, Florida. I found a villa I really liked and put down a deposit. Okay, that part was fun, though scary. Then came three weeks of more work than I'd like to remember. Packing, tossing, and oh, yes, packing! Getting my old place ready to show potential buyers and keeping it clean for those "We'll be there in a half hour" showings. Thankfully I do have a contract on the old condo, and as of last Tuesday, the 14th, I am moved into the new one. That's not counting the half dozen trips back and forth with items that didn't go into the moving truck.
There were times during this craziness that I craved some type of stress reduction therapy. And I found it in writing. Granted, I haven't had a lot of time to visit my keyboard, but those precious minutes when I sat down and reacquainted myself with my current characters have been so rewarding. Thank you, Alexis and Daniel for taking my mind off my responsibilities and for recharging my well of creativity. Thank you for reminding me that everyone has stress, even if only fictionally. And thank you for falling in love on my monitor. I celebrate your happiness even if I am the one who made it happen.
We all handle stress differently. Some cook. I can't do that very well. Some shop. I'm quite good at that. Some exercise. I should do that. I am fortunate to find my release in my writing. And I vow never to move again - for a while at least.
Oh, don't forget the Heartwarming Spring Fling going on now. Check here for details: