While Russ and I were at Border’s in Hilo listening to Hawaiian music, a week or so ago, I also came across the Feng Shui book section! Following my desire to learn more about Feng Shui and loving the clean lines and beauty of Eastern design, I settled on one small, lightweight book, easy for traveling. The title of the book – The Pocket Idiot’s Guide to Feung Shui; written easily enough to get a general understanding of the topic.
It was difficult to put this book down, but I managed to pack it into my carry on bag. On the flights, I devoured my new found source of knowledge. All I could think about was returning home and rearranging the furniture in our living room! Friday evening we arrived home, ate dinner and went to bed. Saturday I woke after sleeping late had a great day and even stayed up til midnight! Everything seemed fine, until now when I look back and realize staying up late was not a good idea when factoring in jet lag, time zone changes and a time change for this body to get re-accustomed.
Seven in the morning I woke bright-eyed! No time like the present! Those two factors alone should have given me reason to pause and crawl back into bed; it didn’t hit I didn’t have my minimum daily requirement of rest, never mind the jet lag, never mind the time change – I WAS AWAKE!!! I looked over at my poor blurried eyed husband who said “You’re getting up at 7am and moving furniture?”
“Yep!” and I bounded out of bed.
At 8 am, Russell came down the steps. “Wow,” he said looking at mid-upheaval of the living room.
“This is what I’m thinking …” I said, as I asked for help in moving my grandmother’s hardware cabinet. More shifting took place and it was finally time for breakfast at 11:30 am! A little late and my frustration in not quite having the right pieces of furniture was building.
“I just can’t find the right things!” 1:30 pm came before I knew it. “Time for lunch”, I wearily said.
“Weren’t you going to take a nap today?” Russell asked in the sweetest way.
“Yes, but let’s finish watching that little bit of movie, then I’ll lay down.”
One hour later, I dragged my beyond tire, frustrated, exhausted, jet-lagged, non-feng shuied worn out body and mind up to bed, thinking, surely rest would do me wonders. Wrong. I woke 2 1/2 hours later grumpy, irritated and more grouchy than traveling home. The rest of the evening was not good and sleep came slowly.
I awoke late on Monday morning to find my grandmother’s cabinet had somehow managed to shrink into the space, or it was perception that had changed! I still haven’t found/discovered the ideal accessories, but I’m working on it.
My advice: feng shui your home only when your body, mind and soul are in their own place of feng shui-ness, to maintain your own sense of sanity!