Oh, don't worry Dad - I'm not talking about moving homes!
We've been here exactly five years and three days. Wow! That is the longest I've ever lived anywhere. This is my fortieth home. Yep, you heard me right. My fortieth. Yikes.
But that's not what I'm talking about. Or maybe I am - I'm talking about moving my office back into the room where it was when we built this home. Felix is moving upstairs to step-son's old room as he has decided to stay at his mom's for his last year before school. Actually Felix moved up there yesterday giving, indeed, another reason to call Dec. 26th Boxing Day! I wanted it done as much as possible yesterday as this week is going to be plenty busy and yesterday we only had to read new books and eat turkey sandwiches - hurrah!
So we moved stuff out of his new room to throw away or put in storage - yes there was lego involved - there is always lego in my life - I don't believe I've ever lived lego-free since I was twenty. We moved his stuff upstairs and cleaned out his old room, my old office- on the main floor. We didn't need to move beds or chests of drawers but we did move his desk as we threw out the ramshackle one my step-son had up there. I got all asthmatic but I'm fine now. When I went to bed last night I slept for 12 hours. Man, I was beat. I had hilarious and gorgeous dreams though. I dreamt that I went for a winter dip in the ocean wearing my mother's old ball gown. Very Fellini of me!
Today, after I spend some time fooling around on line with ya all, I'm going to take my computer upstairs and then clean and move my desk. We have to take it out the back door down here, up the hill and in the front door if we don't want to take it apart. And we don't.
I'll move some of the books and junk up there too but I'm going to try and keep it a bit more tamed than it was. Then we'll keep the bed in there for visitors or people who need to sleep because their husbands snore their damn heads off. Just saying.
It hasn't been bad sharing this space - I've gotten a fair bit of work done but it will be good to be able to close the door and work when I want to. And moving is good. I can say that with some experience behind my words. It is good because it causes you to evaluate the junk you keep when you have to hoick it to a new country, province, city, block or even just upstairs. I know it'll be good for me to look at the projects I've got planned for the new year (thanks tartlette!) and see how my work space can best accomplish that.
Oh and I'll be able to go back to practising my accordion! Behind closed doors for now.