Category: Moving

This is a view from where I used to live.

I live somewhere else now.

Last week trucks arrived with the car, furniture and boxes. Even though I have been through this many times before, I felt anxious and unhappy. I got the distinct impression that no one was listening to me. People came and went. They made promises, saying things like, “We’ll give you 24 hours notice.”, “We’re almost finished.”, and “Don’t worry, everything will be okay.” I’m sure they meant well at the time, but later, when the promises proved inconvenient, they made excuses instead.

For awhile I thought I could maintain my usual schedule in the studio and in life but at about 10:00 am on Wednesday I gave up, or shut down, depending on how you look at it. Fortunately my sister, who has moved half way around the world and back, rescued me with laughter and sound advice: “Go slow, breathe, do the best you can.”

I am grateful to all of you who come here to read this blog and I apologize for not being able to keep up these days. I promise to write more in the near future…

…or if I don’t I’ll be sure to have a great excuse.