New Blog

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I am...

Feeling - So. Damn. Excited. to be moving! 6 days!

Writing - thank yous for many gorgeous and thoughtful "goodbye" gifts from friends.

Thinking - about the year to come and what it holds.

Knowing - that this time next week I will be wondering which box holds that very specific and immediately needed item I can't seem to find.

Listening - to bird song and crickets outside my windows.

Drinking - a not-small clutch of bottles that we simply can't take with us. End-of-summer Pimm's Cups seem very appropriate.

Savoring - the start of blanket weather.

Watching - enough Mad Men that I should be concerned about second-hand smoke. And those Pimm's Cups? They go perfectly with a Mad Men marathon.

Eating - the freezer's odds and ends. Homemade blintzes? Yes, please! Lamb chops lovingly raised by a local farmer? Oh my! The last of the blueberries? I like them still frozen, plain, and eaten with a spoon.

Hiding - my last, desperate purchases from my beloved Gabe's.

Resisting - the urge to let myself get too overwhelmed with my "to do" list.

Anticipating - seeing old friends, meeting new ones, missing the ones I have here.


*This post is inspired by SouleMama.

Empty. And full.

The countdown begins: Just 14 days until we say "Goodbye, West Virginia. Hello, Rhode Island." We are (still) packing. I have to confess that I have been packing for over a year now. I started packing books last summer between semesters because I was terrified that our eventual move would be sudden and I would be trying to manage a job, school, moving, selling the house, and packing all within a month or less. Well, our move has been anything but sudden. This spring and summer were an excruciating test in patience and understanding, slathered with fear and unknowing. There was a time (not that many weeks ago!) when we sat down and worked out the (very serious) possibility of the fact that I might have to move to New England alone while Aaron stayed here. I am so glad that doesn't have to happen. I can't even express how afraid I was of that happening.

So, we watched our plans to move slip from January, to April, to June, to now. Our house isn't sold and there is still fear, but at least we are finally moving forward. Sigh. It's happening. Our cupboards are emptying, the more necessary things are getting packed away, and we are so full of excitement for this new adventure.

Glow Worm

I found this little caterpillar (well, not so little, he was about the size of my index finger) crawling across our patio floor. Safe travels, my friend.