My nose is full of sawdust, real saw dust, but the tiller now awaits the arrival of the resin for the last few gaps I cannot close with clamps and glue, then it will be time to varnish. The garage is full of large plastic bins all waiting to be filled labeled and put into the loft or shed. I was packing a bin yesterday and making a list of the contents, so that later I will know what is in each bin, and I felt like I was packing for an expedition. Not that I consider this trip and expedition, mostly because the trip has no defined end or goal.
Packing is both exciting and depressing. I can’t believe how much stuff I have accumulated. There is a very strong desire in me to get rid of a large portion of it. But my practical side says keep it, some day you will return and you will need a desk and a bookshelf and shirts. On the other hand, it feels so good to get rid of all the stuff.
It has been in the high 40’s, low 50’s here. The parking lot is almost dry. The really funny part is that the weathermen and women keep predicting snow and we have come to take that to mean that it will just be sunny again. The next for cast calls for it to start snowing tonight and not stop until Saturday. 4 here, 6 there the 10 on a especially dreamy Thursday. But I am not going to hold my breath. Nisa started blowing her winter coat 3 weeks ago and is almost finished. She is back to her flat and sleek summer coat. As the last bit of the ice melts in the parking lot she sits in a north-facing corner in the shade on what snow remains and watches the world go by.
I have been spending a lot of time in the shed and the loft, at times when I look at them I wonder if all the stuff will fit then I think: we leave WHEN!!!!!
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