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Friday, 1. August 2003
A Whole Lotta Movin' and A-Shakin' Goin' On
bethie
17:59h
Well, I think this is the last entry I'll be posting in this spot. Tomorrow is moving day, and I've still got freelance work to do, plus more packing, plus I've been on the phone with truck rental places, getting the runaround. What is it with these places? I finally nailed down a trailer, which should be plenty to move what little I've got, but what should have been a very simple transaction took at least two hours, between being told to call the 800 number, then the 800 people telling me to call the regional office, and those people telling me to call the office I'd originally called...and the original office trying to dump me back on the 800 number. AAAGGGHHH!!! So, as you can see, my stress has not abated just yet. ;-) Ah...breathe deeply, breathe deeply. Inhale and exhale... There. That's a little better. Luckily I have three loving siblings who'll be helping me get things done tomorrow. I know I'm very blessed to have them. :-) The week before Grant was born, I'd thought I would have my toenails painted baby blue in his honor besides, I thought it would give me something pretty to look at. *ahem* I never got around to it, though, and was actually lucky I had time to even trim my toenails before the doctor decided to admit me to the hospital to induce labor. Now that the boy has been around for two and a half years, I feel the urge to Go Girly. Like, totally to the max. As in loveseats covered in cabbage roses, fresh-cut flowers everywhere, and pink-pink-pink. LOL My sister-the-shrink says moving into my own place will give me the opportunity to show my femininity. She's not kidding! I actually asked her if she thought home decor that's heavy on the girly side would somehow have a negative effect on my boy. (She said she didn't think so.) ;-) But really, if the truth be known, I'm probably more inclined toward a Frida-Kahlo-meets-Moroccan-interiors kinda style. The cabbage roses are a fun idea, though... Ah...today I went outside to throw out some trash, and the weather was perfect: ocean breezes, warm sun (but not hot), and the air was so fresh. I'm definitely going to miss that after I move further inland (and south). I've always enjoyed living near the beach, even if it is about six miles away or so. And it's not as though I won't be able to drive to the beach from my new location, either. It'll just take a little longer, and I'm just going to miss my familiar spots. But I'm hoping this change will be good for me. I have projects I want to pursue. Stuff I want to spread out. Poems I want to write. Weight I want to lose. Heck, maybe I'll even date. (Omigosh.) I'd like to have someone to share the rest of my life with... Thank you all for reading my ramblings over the past couple of weeks. I've so enjoyed having this space to unwind and let down my cyberhair somewhat...as well as subject you all to my choice of artwork. ;-) Thanks to Kate for giving me this opportunity. What a generous gesture, letting me contribute to her personal journal. Thank you, Kate thank you, thank you, thank you... I wish you all a place where you can be fully, vibrantly, beautifully and lovingly yourselves. Smoochies, ... Link |
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