2015 was… intense. Lots of good things happened, but nothing was easy. There were tons of obstacles, uncertainty and many occasions when I thought something was almost resolved, just to find out it was not. This was a pattern in 2015, for me anyway.
I bought a house, something I had been dreaming of doing for over 10 years. That was very exciting, but so, so scary. The whole process started around February with me actually making the decision to go for it. Then I guess it was April when I started looking. It didn’t take me long to find the house I am in today, but there were many times when I thought it would not happen, all the way to two weeks before the closing. Issues with inspection, lack of communication between the parties, no clear answers, confusion, mass confusion. It was really stressful.
Then, well, I got through all that, closed in early July and moved to my new home by mid July. I never worked so hard in my life!
I have a condo I bought in 2006 and the original plan was to sell it to buy the house, but since the prices dropped so dramatically from 2006 to 2015, I decided to rent out the condo – but I decided to rent in out furnished. And since I was on a tight budget, I had to be resourceful. And I happen to enjoy a good challenge, so I made a pact with myself to furnish the whole apartment for free (or as cheaply as possible)… by using stuff I got from Freecycle.org. It was a very interesting experience. I met a lot of very nice people who, like me, don’t like to waste anything and find pleasure in helping others.
So, basically between April and July, I spent a lot of my “free” time driving to places to pick up furniture, with the help of friends, some hired help, U-Haul trucks… but I got it done. Then after some minor construction, a few minor repairs and lots of cleaning and arranging (and again, precious help for friends), the apartment was ready to show by early August.
After some twists and turns, changes of plans, people who changed their minds weeks before moving in etc., I finally got the apartment rented by end of September.
Then I had some major issues with the condo board. All the while I was trying to paint and organize my new house. Oh, did I mention I had a new kitten? Yes, adopted Gracie before I closed on the house. Crazy move, I know, but she’s my little fellow now, she always is where I am. Like right now, she’s sitting between me and the computer and I need to type around her. I’ve develop a technique by now…
By mid October the stress level just got to a point that I didn’t think I could take any more. It was just too much. I hadn’t been sleeping well for months, was exhausted, sleep deprived and frazzled. I had regrets. The “should haves” were rampant…
But, like they say, we sometimes need to hit rock bottom to finally ask for help. So on a Sunday morning when I had reached my wit’s end and couldn’t stop crying, I sat down (Gracie joined me, cuddling on my chest) and just chanted my heart out for over an hour. I just asked God to take over because I clearly was not doing a good job steering the ship. I was crumbling and everything else seemed to be crumbling with me and the more I gripped, the worse things got.
Then… just like the blue sky after a big storm… things started to open up. I could think more clearly and realized that we get what we put out. I was getting defensive, snappy, self righteous. And was getting back (from the people I was dealing with) more of the same. Once I moved from a place of kindness and openness, things changed almost magically. As Einstein said, “A problem cannot be solved by the same level of consciousness that created it.”
I also had tons of issues with the house. Undisclosed problems, unexpected expenses. But, one by one, I took care of them all. As well as I could.
And at some point in November, I finally started to feel at home. I finally relaxed and realized it was fine if I didn’t finish painting the whole house by a certain date. Or if I didn’t work on the garden till Spring 2016.
So, 2015 was not an easy or calm year. It was crazy, intense, difficult, agitated. Many times it felt like I was being tossed around in a dryer. But I learned so much and accomplished a lot too.
Life as a landlady is good. I am very lucky with my tenants, a group of very considerate and honest young men.
Not to leave important things out, in 2015 I also fell in love and had a car accident. My heart is healing. The car is fixed. Lost a relative, my uncle Teodoro, who was 96 years-old and lived a beautiful, long, productive life. I also had to say goodbye to some dear friends, who moved in different directions. And got my meditation practice back, thanks to all the upheaval of the year. I needed something to keep me sane… or somewhat sane.
Took me a while to get this out. This was saved in drafts for weeks. But I feel good about posting it. Moving on… feels like 2015 is finally over. Happy new year!