OK, it’s a major cliché, and an out of date one at that, but today has been a good reminder of how simple it can be to go with the flow.
I’ve been dithering on The Pods–how many do we need, how long do we keep them on our property, do we load them at our home or at the warehouse, etc. etc. And then the phone rang: it was the Pod People.
They were calling to confirm the delivery date I had given them a few days ago. Instead, we spent the next 15 minutes walking through our moving scenario, and instead of me guessing what was the best solution, I followed the agent’s suggestions.
Next, I sent off an announcement through our town’s electronic bulletin board, advertising our one-and-only Moving Sale. I’ve been rather dubious about this endeavor, thinking it will be more work than it’s worth, and seriously doubting anyone would want to buy our old stuff. Then the emails starting to pour in: “Perfect timing! My daughter is moving into an apartment!”; “We’re in desperate need of kitchen tables!”; “I could really use a sleeper sofa for an extra guest bed!”; and so on.
And finally, I ended the day talking with my realtor and a yard man to figure out what essentials need to be done to the yard (and goodness knows I am not going to have the time to commit to this one chore). I pretty much left it to the two of them to work out. I’m sure I could have drummed up an opinion on what to trim, and how far down, but here were two people who I am sure knew much better than me.
So nothing profound today–just a few reminders of how easy it is to get out of my own way and let things happen in their own course.