It's been a very busy and exciting week for me, and I haven't really had a chance to sit down and write about it. In my most recent blog, I talked about how much my life has changed in the last year, and how much I've changed, as a result. For the most part, I would like to think I've changed for the better. And it seems like the universe has finally aligned, to help me out! I'll fill you in on the last week, and get to the excitement that has come my way!
Over the weekend, I worked quite a bit. I judged team tryouts at the gym on Saturday, which was such an interesting experience. I've never actually had girls try out for a team before. It was a bit overwhelming, because 30 girls signed up, but 63 actually SHOWED up to try out for the team, and there were a limited number of spots. It was fun to see so many kids who were interested in becoming competitive in gymnastics. It's definitely my favorite hobby....And I love watching girls with some drive trying their hardest to do well! Just before tryouts, one of my regular private lessons texted me to see if I was available that day. I explained that the gym wasn't available due to tryouts, but that I could take her daughter on Sunday morning. Her response was, "But that's Mother's Day! Your day to be celebrated as a mommy!" She would've been happy to bring her daughter, but wanted ME to take a day off. That was so sweet! I appreciated her thoughtfulness. My Saturday evening didn't quite go as planned. I had been planning a night without Charley, but my mom had to cancel, so we ended up snuggling up on the couch watching The Little Mermaid. It was kind of a nice way to spend the night!
On Mother's Day, I woke up to several "Happy Mom's Day," text messages that got me off to a great start. Charley and I went to the gym, where I coached 2 private lessons, then Char and I played for awhile. That play time was probably one of the best Mother's Day gifts I could've gotten. We just got to have FUN together. After the gym, we met up with my family for brunch, which was wonderful. After gorging myself on a strawberry waffle, Charley and I had to race out of the restaurant, because we had somewhere to be...a town house we were looking at! And I had a good feeling about it. I know that a few weeks back, I wrote about a house that I absolutely adored. It felt like home. Well, I wrote an email to the landlord and told him I absolutely loved the town home, but couldn't commit to a May 15 move-in date. His tenant had mentioned that he owned several properties, so I asked him to contact me if he had anything becoming available in June or July. Sure enough, he responded and let me know that he had a unit available July 1st, in the same community...even the same floor plan as the original house. It wasn't even listed yet, so I had no competition. I was optimistic about it, and couldn't wait to check it out.
It was so interesting pulling up to the town home. The first home in the area that I'd looked at was home to a family. This particular unit was home to a single dad and his son. It was so funny to see the difference between a home decorated by a woman, and a home decorated by a single man. In the first house, there was art on the wall, family pictures everywhere, and it was very homey. In the house I viewed Sunday, there was a couch and a TV downstairs, a couch and a TV in the loft, minimal cooking utensils in the kitchen, and a bed and TV in both upstairs bedrooms. It just highlighted a major difference between men and women! Now, I certainly preferred the decor in the first home, but the lack of decor in the second home made it easier to visualize how I could decorate it for Charley and me. How we could make it OUR home. I fell in love with it, and put in an application on the spot. I was very honest with the landlord, and told him my finances haven't been perfect in the years since my divorce, but things have started to turn around for me in that area, after a long period of financial difficulty. He told me he understood, and basically told me that as long as my references checked out, the place would be mine as of July 1st.
So, all week I'd been anticipating a phone call from him. That phone call came today. Now, like I said, he made it clear on Sunday, that pending my reference check, I'd be able to move in at the beginning of July. But there was still that degree of nervousness, not knowing if it would fall through at the last minute. When I listened to the voicemail, he told me that he'd love to offer me the town home, and wanted to set up a time to fill out the paperwork. I was ECSTATIC. I'm pretty sure I was smiling all day (until, of course, one of my students decided to cop an attitude....I was, 'Serious Lindsey,' at that point... HA!). Anyway, when I called him to set up the time to sign the paperwork, I told him how excited I was. He surprised me with his response. He said, "Well, you know, I called your references. People like you Lindsey. They really do. That's about the best thing a landlord can ask for in a tenant." I was caught off guard, because I wasn't expecting the compliment. I mean, my references weren't the personal references I usually rely on for character evaluations. They were the principal at my school, the owner at the gym, and my current landlord. I've always had great interactions with all three of these references, but there was something about the way the statement was made that gave me a very warm-fuzzy feeling. Yeah, I know, I'm a dork...but it was nice! And I got the place, so I'll be forever grateful to those who helped make it possible!
Ok, so that's essentially why I'm so excited about things going on in my life today. This weekend, my mom offered to watch Charley on Saturday, until first thing Sunday morning, so I've already planned an Ikea date with a friend, and booked myself a massage...Funny story about that massage... It was actually a Christmas gift from a couple of my friends. When I told one of my friends that a couple had given me a massage for Christmas, her response was, "Together?!" It was one of those things that you say...then you hear it how it must've been heard...then rephrase it. Ha! Well, a couple didn't GIVE me a massage....they purchased a gift card for me to receive one. So I'm finally taking advantage, and I'm looking forward to relaxing. Sorry, that was totally off-topic. Anyway, after that, my plan is to start boxing up Charley's toys. I have to do it while she's gone, otherwise she will be so mad at me! In the last week, she's developed a liking for repeating phrases like, "Ugh, that's SO ANNOYING." I've got my hands full. Good thing she's cute!
I'll leave you with a quote tonight. I came across this on FB the other day. "It's not what happens to you, but how you respond to what happens to you that matters. Count your blessings while others are adding up their troubles." I'm counting my blessings. I've had a LOT happen to me...a lot of negative things happen to me. But I'm still counting my blessings, because I have a lot to be thankful for right now. On that note, goodnight!
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