JOURNALS

Saturday morning started with me hanging out before dawn, doing the usual, plotting previous journal pages. I know, wild.

Met with my buyer at the old studio. He showed up early, right at 9 o'clock. It went way smoother than I expected. He moved his stuff in and then dashed off to see a friend. No drama there, just how I like it.

The rest of the day felt like an odd mix of chill and slightly stressed vibes. The kids left to spend time with their sister, which gave Nixie and me some quiet time. We decided to tackle a jigsaw puzzle in the kitchen. It was fun until we hit that wall where it stops being fun, so we bailed and relaxed.

I tried to address the mess on the dining room table. All those bits and bobs from the old studio are just cluttering up space, making it hard to think. I’ve realised we need to declutter more generally. It’s overwhelming Nixie with decision fatigue.

No journaling today, again. It’s becoming a pattern, which is frustrating because I know it's something I want to do. I did manage to relax a bit despite a lingering feeling of stress. I didn’t have much planned and didn’t get much done. That’s okay, I suppose.

The whole waiting game for the old studio to sell is weighing me down. It’s like this heavy cloud hovering over everything we do. I’m still feeling optimistic, but I don’t know if it’s the real deal or just me trying to stay positive in a low-energy state.

Despite the heavy stuff lingering, there were no great surprises. Everything pretty much happened in order. The balance between responsibilities at the studio and home life felt manageable today. I guess that’s the closest I’ll get to calling it a win.

Here’s hoping the studio sale sorts itself out soon. We’re both eager to move past this holding pattern and get on with the next chapter.