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Jun. 17th, 2003 11:31 pmI've finally found some time to write here again. I have been so swamped that I still haven't put my futon back together after dissassembling it to bring back upstairs after my dear one's visit two weekends ago ago. I'm sleeping on the mattress on the floor...
I'm feeling pretty optimistic at the moment. I'm expecting both my tax refunds and my rebates for my cell phone soon, and I've been working considerable overtime so I should have a nice big check coming my way in a week or so. My ammeter on E-bay is starting to pick up a couple of bids, and once I get some feedback to my name I'm posting some more stuff, like my electric guitar and my clarinet mayhap. And finally, I'm going to try and look into selling my truck. To what is owed this fit of decluttering and capitalistic merchandising? Well, in short, I'm moving.
Yes, it seems I'm off to Michigan, and in relatively short order, as far as such things go. Andrea and I may both have things in order as soon as early August. My poor raccoon is going to have to move twice in the space of a month or so. It's still so strange to me, thinking about moving out. I'm going to miss everyone I know here, my friends, my family... But I'm wonderfully excited about having a space that Andrea and I can call our own. It's going to be the sort of space I've dreamed of for a long time. A friendly space. A safe space. An open space. A space where those who don't fit in fit in. A place to have good friends come by unexpectedly to say hi. I love visiting the living spaces of people who are not what the world calls mainstream, people who are in fandom. They are so perfectly odd and eccentric, so welcoming and wonderful. I read a book called A Wrinkle In Time quite often when I was younger. It's a worthwhile read no matter what age you are. The house in that book has always had that same sort of feel to me. Perhaps those who know the book will undestand. There were so many things in that book that appealed to me. I was entranced by the way the Murrys would find their dogs, for instance, just waiting for fate to deliver them the right dog at the right time. There is magic in places like that. A connection with the beauty and wonder inherent in all things that most people don't seem to see. I think that's the kind of place that both Andrea and I have always wanted to have, and creating it with her is going to be the most positively changing experience of my life. I have learned and changed so much over the last six months, and there is still so much to learn. I know there's so much to come that I could never imagine right now. So many new and strange experiences to come. I'm going to be with my beloved and, finding our magic in each other, we'll be able to see the magic of the rest of the world all the clearer for the familiarity.
This is going to be good.
I'm feeling pretty optimistic at the moment. I'm expecting both my tax refunds and my rebates for my cell phone soon, and I've been working considerable overtime so I should have a nice big check coming my way in a week or so. My ammeter on E-bay is starting to pick up a couple of bids, and once I get some feedback to my name I'm posting some more stuff, like my electric guitar and my clarinet mayhap. And finally, I'm going to try and look into selling my truck. To what is owed this fit of decluttering and capitalistic merchandising? Well, in short, I'm moving.
Yes, it seems I'm off to Michigan, and in relatively short order, as far as such things go. Andrea and I may both have things in order as soon as early August. My poor raccoon is going to have to move twice in the space of a month or so. It's still so strange to me, thinking about moving out. I'm going to miss everyone I know here, my friends, my family... But I'm wonderfully excited about having a space that Andrea and I can call our own. It's going to be the sort of space I've dreamed of for a long time. A friendly space. A safe space. An open space. A space where those who don't fit in fit in. A place to have good friends come by unexpectedly to say hi. I love visiting the living spaces of people who are not what the world calls mainstream, people who are in fandom. They are so perfectly odd and eccentric, so welcoming and wonderful. I read a book called A Wrinkle In Time quite often when I was younger. It's a worthwhile read no matter what age you are. The house in that book has always had that same sort of feel to me. Perhaps those who know the book will undestand. There were so many things in that book that appealed to me. I was entranced by the way the Murrys would find their dogs, for instance, just waiting for fate to deliver them the right dog at the right time. There is magic in places like that. A connection with the beauty and wonder inherent in all things that most people don't seem to see. I think that's the kind of place that both Andrea and I have always wanted to have, and creating it with her is going to be the most positively changing experience of my life. I have learned and changed so much over the last six months, and there is still so much to learn. I know there's so much to come that I could never imagine right now. So many new and strange experiences to come. I'm going to be with my beloved and, finding our magic in each other, we'll be able to see the magic of the rest of the world all the clearer for the familiarity.
This is going to be good.
