Stop thinking and Jump!

So for quite some time now I have been thinking about writing a blog. My sister, Amanda Grieshop, does it, my cousin, Shannon Stoler, does it so why not me? But I had nothing to blog about. Both Amanda and Shannon started their blog's when they were having their first child. That is NOT happening. I have another friend who started blogging b/c she was engaged and wanted to chronicle the process of planning a wedding. Nope not happening either.
That is when it hit me. Just blog about being me. People may not want to read it, but come on does anyone really blog for others anymore? No! It is about talking about yourself, getting your thoughts out and who really cares if people read it (but please, read it.)

So then came the contemplation of a title. Meg's life sounds egotistical and boring...trust me I live it... boring! When I started to contemplate my life, I found only one thing has been consistent...BIG changes. Changes that I have taken by closing my eyes, holding my breath and just jumping.

First, my move to North Carolina. I lived there for four years, loved most of my time there, made some great friends. Most of whom, I hope, will read this blog.

Second, my move back to Maine. This was a decision that required no thinking at all. When my mom got sick, it was knee jerk reaction that got me there. Once there I made the best of it. It wasn't where I had pictured myself living, but I started to enjoy myself. Again, made some great friends, and reconnected with some old ones, who I hope read this blog.

Third, finding and taking the career of my dreams. Since day one of volunteering for the American Cancer Society I knew working for them was where I needed to be. When the job came open, on paper, it looked like a bad decision. Not much more money, longer hours, further from home (a 1 hour commute, each way) but again, just jumped. And am very glad I did.

Fourth, my final (I hope) move, this time to Michigan. It had been more years than I can count since my sister and I had lived in the same state. An opportunity came up with the American Cancer Society, in the same city she lives in, so I jumped and took it.

I have been here for almost 6 months now and I have really been enjoying myself. To say it was an easy transition would be a lie. The job is great, adjusting to the different ways some things are done has been rough. Going from living alone, to living with a family of 5, rough. Missing my friends, volunteers, co-workers, very rough. Having fun in the park, family walks, t-ball games, spring recitals, Slip 'n' Slide days followed by bed time nights makes every rough patch just a little smoother.

Jump in number five is approaching. I am looking to buy a house. I thought the process would be fun. Looking inside other people's homes, picturing myself there, starting my life. All fun things to do. When you factor in money, down payments, offers, resale, repainting, water in the basement, repairs, two car garages, one car garages, no garages, futures, 30 year futures, predicting the future... it all just gets to be too much. But the dream keeps it going, the idea of living in my own place, being a permanent fixture, painting interiors walls IS an option (without having to repaint all white in less than one year), seeing a place where a future can be built, keeps me going.

As I keep going, I will keep posting. Whoever may be out there... Bueller, Bueller... I hope keeps reading!