Not My Circus, Not My Monkeys

The night before I was due to begin my second Texas house sit I stayed at an amazing horse farm. We'll get back to that place, because as it turns out, I stayed there again after my house sit was canceled, tentatively back on, and then canceled again. In a very frustrating 24 hours, I was caught up in the unfortunate crisis of a family I'd never met, and upon whom I was relying on for a place to stay for about a week.

I puttered around historic Bastrop for a while after a couple of conversations with the homeowner, but my frustration made it tough to enjoy walking through a park along the Colorado River or peeking into quaint shops along the main streets. I ended up at Neighbors Kitchen & Yard, mostly because it was right next to the parking lot. It turned out to be a good place to while away a couple of hours with a giant spinach salad and some medicinal Tito's for company.

Things happen and I need to be flexible, so I was willing to tentatively accept an invitation to stay for the night on the off-chance that the family decided to travel. It was an extremely awkward situation and I realized that I'd made a mistake in agreeing to stay almost as soon as I arrived.

The family was kind, but understandably wrapped up in their own drama. My presence was a distraction, and maybe a welcome one, but not a job I had signed up for. I woke early the next morning and made my escape, heading back to the quiet horse farm I'd come from.

In the end, I think I handled an unexpected and difficult situation in the best way possible. I was clear about my own needs and expectations and stuck to them, which is frankly tough for me to do. Every time I run into a challenge on this trip, I am faced with a choice. The more I forge ahead, the better I am at understanding what works for me and what I'm truly willing to deal with. This situation could have been better, but it could have been a whole lot worse. The Universe agreed - I saw deer* as I headed back to the horse farm, moving west away from the rising sun and toward a quiet Thanksgiving on my own.

 

*I keep seeing deer on this trip, in unexpected places and when I most need a sign that I am moving in the right direction. I seem to see them when I level up in confidence or need an atta girl.