The night is young, and I am pondering therapeutic things that I can do with the time.
Life is such a gift.
My house feels so good. It is such a pleasure to do the minimal work that it takes to keep it looking good.… Read the rest
Category: house
windows next
Feeling like being creative,
And not sure what form that should take.
Arranging my home is a kind of creativity,
It feels like a completely different space with floorboards.
There is still quite a bit of stuff packed away in my bathroom,
Because Claude feels sure that my darker walnut bookshelf doesn’t belong.… Read the rest
home or away
I am packing up my house again.
Because I am getting floorboards installed next week.
It should make a big difference, and it is strange that I am getting lots of house sitting messages over the past day or so.
As soon as I locked in a date for the flooring, the messages have been coming out of the woodwork.… Read the rest
the push and the pull
My subconscious’s idea for escape this morning was the best yet.
Three options so far.
If only I wasn’t feeling like such crap.
This too shall pass (perhaps).
You strung it out for all these years. Now all that is left is hot air and a desire to jump ship.… Read the rest
to the country or to a party house
I keep waking up early in the mornings with a great scheme for how to get out of here.
It feels like it would be lonely to go somewhere else, given the fact that I am embedded (in a prolific weak ties kind of way) in my community.… Read the rest
songs of a different view
yes, , , friends are precious. . . and perhaps I need to stay close to them.
I don’t know what is happening in my bedroom. . . it only really bothers me when I am in there, , , bahahaha.… Read the rest
pivot energy
I am not sure that listening to Sook’s astrology is the best thing for me.
Sure, I felt the shift on Tuesday, and since then. But EFF!!
Maybe I am holding on too tight to the idea that I belong to another community this year.… Read the rest
dusty start to this year
I am so screwed. . . and I feel landlocked. . . this is not great.
And love forces you need to stand up and look at yourself in the mirror and look at all your flaws. . . … Read the rest