This morning I was feeling stuck.

Totally immobilized from stress overwhelm. There were a zillion things I should have been doing but the stress took top billing. All I could think was to call on the wisdom of my mother-in-law.

And her advice?

Get up, Get dressed, Get out!

It was that simple. So I did.

It was a breezy day today in New Orleans, but beautiful. Warm but not too hot. Breathing in the outside air was indeed the perfect medicine. It re-set my mind, cleared my head, and helped set in motion my next plan of action.

A month ago, on September 19th, my hubby and I moved out of our shared household into our very own apartment (yippee!!). Ever since, we have experienced intense bliss in the smallest of things. Things that we once took for granted. Things like walking around in our underwear, or watching our favorite TV shows, or simply cooking a meal with meat in it! Our choices have literally been set free as if an anchor has lifted, setting us adrift to sail our own seas.

BUT.

With our new freedoms have come new responsibilities. Things that require money to maintain. When we moved a month ago this was not an issue. The film production was in full swing, money had come in with more to follow. All was looking A-OK. Until suddenly it wasn't.

The film hit a brick wall.

A "push" got called just as we were beginning our second week of bliss.

Since then we've watched our finances dwindle, hoping each day to wake up to good news. We've tried not to worry about rent and bills. Tried to stay positive, have faith. But try as we will, our stress levels have consistently risen. Bit by bit. Like a kettle coming to the boil. And today I suppose the kettle finally sang.

The steam sputtered, and I froze.

To get unstuck, my mother-in-law's advice was a good start. It got my blood pumping, new energy flowing, and initiated the proactive side of my brain. I let go of the stagnant, repetitive loop of stress. In essence, she helped me initiate a system re-boot. Not that this solved my dilemmas but it at least gave me a renewed perspective. Because, of course, it's all about shifting perspective. Grabbing that wheel and taking charge... although, I must admit that sometimes a quick vent in return for a loving nudge is sooooo much more satisfying!!

Today I'm happy to say this method worked.

And even though we are still very much adrift, the good news is I no longer feel immobile. I just needed to shake off this moment, release it into the universe. Remind myself that the tide will change, things will improve, and that it's always within my reach to find a life line. Sink or swim as they say.

Except sinking is no longer an option. 'Cause apparently all you gotta do is,

Get up, Get dressed, Get out!