cleaning up

Today we went over the list of things that the landlord should know about the old place. It's been cleaned, mostly. We didn't get to the fireplace & the basement floor could use waxing, but it's way empty, swept & we're out of there:



It's Halloween at the new place. Intermittant knocks or doorbell ringing have happened all night. I'm taking a break at the computer before launching into an all out attack on the new garage. I've got to finish the work for the show that is less than two weeks away. I feel really good about it, but cannot get to the paint, canvas or anything else.

Which is why it's such a relief to be through cleaning at the old place. I didn't go in today, just visited with the landlord. But I cannot tell you what a drain it has been to have something to go for back there for, night after night. It seemed as if it would never end. And the new place has been needing attention.

I unpacked the kitchen today. It's been mostly habitable - first room really. But I was able to completely unpack it today. There was a pot full of coffee there tonight, along with some dinner. Feels homey. I look forward to getting the rest of the house set up.

Work is still happening. I'm building code for scheduling and it's going well. Very laborious proceedings. Lot's of habits to be shifted around (how is it that people can thrive on such variety - for example: people can write 7:30a, 730, 7:30 am or 7:30 - no big deal, but can excel tell the difference?) and code to test. I've got about a week left. Then another project will begin.

Things are so busy now I can hardly register the quantity. I sleep and get an isolated image or two, when before I would dream whole stories. I go to work & come home and work and either go back again or work more at home. There are good bits & lots of them and I'm grateful, but mostly it's a blur. Perhaps it will be this way until the Turkey trip...

Don't forget to check out the pics on flickr: http://flickr.com/photos/47503589@N00/58350473/

"Confessed faults are half mended"

Scottish proverb, that. I'm running late for an opening - thought I'd drop a quick note.

We're in the new place, have been for a week -- but tomorrow will rent another truck to get the "last" of our household items. I think it's natural to stop moving when you've filled your house & so we're actually picking up things that will overstuff. We'll get through it tho... keep in touch for the garage sale notice.

I've been peeping the stats and want to clear something up. Lot's of returns are pointing folks to this site for "slept on neck wrong". Just in case those folks are showing up here, may I recommend that you search under "neck pain"? Here's a link to get you started: http://www.google.com/search?complete=1&hl=en&lr=&q=neck+pain

A phrase I know in Turkish: Yavash, yavash. Means "slowly, slowly". Our schedule precludes that approach, but it's so satisfying to attempt it. Jason's been reading my Edward T. Hall & loving his assertion that some cultures live in "polychronic" time - the opposite, I think, of working against a clock. Like having dinner in an Ethiopian joint -- you should gather to talk with your friends, not rush through dinner & on to the next thing.

Ok, times up... time to get crackin'

Packing up

Next on the agenda - a weekend of moving. We got a place. It's a done deal now.

I've been packing my art storage space all night. I'm a procrastinator for starters, but this packing has been a doozy. I have enough time, but still seem to stress the same amount. I guess it takes practice to calm down around such a big change.

We're wrapping up the packing portion of this weekend tomorrow night. I've pulled ten more boxes into the basement - I hope that by rallying all of the boxes, I'll feel more motivated to load them up if there are enough for everything. There's still heaps of framed and unframed work to wrangle, but I guess that will be the next big hurdle.

Got to catch up with family over the weekend. It was very fun, very rainy & very much an outdoor wedding. I heard that my sister fell ill Monday and am rooting for her to get better. We'll know more on Friday about what happens next.

I should get back to those boxes...

My heavens

Spent the whole day packing, cept for a scant time spent watching some random dvd on the leetle tiny player. We've almost got the whole kitchen wrastled to the ground.

I checked the MLS site for our house, for pictures don't you know...and it's OFF THE MARKET. I'm so excited it's absolutely ludicrous. Also, there were thunderstorms in Seattle today. Also, Also, got the e-mail from the in-laws that the Danube is indeed what it's cracked up to be.

Finally, bubble wrap -- I'm for it, not even in moderation. Finally, finally, there's no way to calculate the value of true friends. I can't even go into it now except that it warms my heart and calls to action anything I can do in the black, if you know what I mean.

The night grows old & with it my slumber beckons. Off I go...