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tiamatschild) wrote2015-10-02 08:10 pm
tiamatschild) wrote2015-10-02 08:10 pm
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My folks are out of town this week, helping my grandfolks (my dad's parents) move to a flexible assisted living complex. This means sorting forty odd years worth of stuff, and deciding what to move to the new apartment, what to sort out amongst the siblings (Dad and his two sisters), what to throw out, and what to donate to charity. We are apparently inheriting a snowblower.
Among other things. I have a new project! Gonna scan decades worth of projector slides.
I'm still behind on comments, and have only written a little, which is annoying, because it's not as if I don't want to talk, I just keep feeling so tired. ...which, uh, I keep you know. Saying. Bluh. Unfortunately it keeps being true. On the other hand, I have a fair amount of a different kind of energy. Plugging away at exposures, and I've been clearing out the garage, which we've been meaning to get to for ages and ages.
The promised snowblower is making it rather urgent.
I think I saw a cooper's hawk on Wednesday, though I'm not sure, because it was moving very fast and basically all I saw was a flash of red and cream and the acrobatic maneuverinI through low and close branches.
And currently I'm trying to sit with a deeply uncomfortable fear I'm a bad person because I told my youngest brother I'm more likely to be really interested in women poets than men who are poets. So I guess I'll just. Sit with that. For a while.
Among other things. I have a new project! Gonna scan decades worth of projector slides.
I'm still behind on comments, and have only written a little, which is annoying, because it's not as if I don't want to talk, I just keep feeling so tired. ...which, uh, I keep you know. Saying. Bluh. Unfortunately it keeps being true. On the other hand, I have a fair amount of a different kind of energy. Plugging away at exposures, and I've been clearing out the garage, which we've been meaning to get to for ages and ages.
The promised snowblower is making it rather urgent.
I think I saw a cooper's hawk on Wednesday, though I'm not sure, because it was moving very fast and basically all I saw was a flash of red and cream and the acrobatic maneuverinI through low and close branches.
And currently I'm trying to sit with a deeply uncomfortable fear I'm a bad person because I told my youngest brother I'm more likely to be really interested in women poets than men who are poets. So I guess I'll just. Sit with that. For a while.