Snowglobe day in NYC



In a way, I hope that this snow sticks and that we get snowed in. I feel like I could use a few days of cuddling on the sofa, watching Netflix, hot soup, and lazy, restorative days. In recent weeks, I have managed to exhaust myself with anticipation of what’s to come for us. I don’t recall ever feeling quite so restless. Calgon ~ take me away!

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5 Responses to “Snowglobe day in NYC”

  1. trish on 25 Feb 2010 at 1:08 pm

    oh for heaven’s sake. i’ve been writing a comment for 15min, scrolled and it disappeared.
    so here’s the skinny. you inspired a great exercise. go into your own globe. it feels safe and contained and cozy. relish in the feeling of everything being answered. every question and direction. tout the words of what’s working for you currently and know you have created miracles for yourself time and time again. focus on your loving family unit in the metaphorical globe and know nothing that is suppose to be yours can ever be taken from you, ever. there is always more on it’s way. with many options, trust and freedom.
    ox t
    ps: meet u at the snowy starbucks globe sister

  2. ABCD on 25 Feb 2010 at 1:23 pm

    Oh Trish! Big BOO to comments getting buried in internet snow! :( Thanks for taking the time to re-think through and give me the cliff-notes on what I am sure was a totally thoughtful and well thought-through comment!

    (This one you left – seems quite suficient, so I appreciate the one you lost in computerland even more!)

    It’s so true, we’ve been playing out ALL the different options. Researching quality of life (hours worked-location-paycheck-friends-lifestyle) vs real estate (what you get for the money) vs what each potential job will bring to the opportunities of the future. (If he changes fields slightly now, in 5 years, other jobs will be avail to him that he can’t apply for now)

    Anyway, I am so worn out from all of it that I am longing to surround ourselves with familiar things – we’re even considering busting into our storage facility this weekend to bring out decor items, my music, cookbooks… Maybe not my snowglobe collection – but perhaps art for the walls. The all-white rental walls of our place do not help my “when will we get out of this fun-house/loonie bin and get somewhere we can actually call home?” feel.

    Thanks for chiming in.
    xxooABCD

  3. trish on 25 Feb 2010 at 3:03 pm

    it’s funny, i think nesting plaques women more then men. so what it is really about? what’s the root of our familiar things? safety in gathering, feeling taken care of and unconditionally supported.
    i spent a few years in this place and so it resonates so strongly. i was a women with many houses and yet had no place to hang my hat and root in; life in separation flux. this is where quantum leap growth happened. discovering an inner strength like i never thought i had.
    have you ever heard face your fears? hell with it. find comfort and feel safe. go get some things at storage that make you feel rooted into something concrete. feelings are the bridge to everything. 2 cheers for nurture self.

  4. Julieann/Creategirl on 25 Feb 2010 at 7:26 pm

    Amy!
    Oh I so hear you on wanting to nest a bit and hide under the covers with movies. I was just saying this to the boy this week, how we just need a full rainy day to cook, watch movies and do absolutely nothing that looks remotely like work…meaning computers are locked up!! I love that you have a collection of snow globes, my collection is slowly growing. I hope you have so many offers that you have your pick of where to settle down : )

  5. cynthia at thedailybasics.com on 26 Feb 2010 at 7:09 pm

    You got into the spirit of it – LOVE Fireplaces. We moved to coastal RI from NY, have 2 fireplaces and you have the snow and we don’t!
    Still love them. Really preeeeeetttttty rooms. I will take them all.

    Have a good w/end!

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