eBay Sales: napkin rings, 1 plush, 1 book, sweater, vintage cassette tape, cupcake wraps
#MilWordy Update: 96,263 (3,263 words/day to complete)
#NaNoWriMo Update: 12,236 words (12,588 words/day to complete)
Writing wise, this week has been a complete collapse. I didn’t even attend the write-ins that I normally do, or the writing group. It wasn’t any one thing in particular. Rather, it was me taking a week to recharge and get ready to move forward into a new adventure.
I spent most of the week cleaning one way or another. Whether that was throwing things out, scrubbing the fingerprints off the doors, or just moving things to make room for Thanksgiving dinner. It’s like I’ve turned a corner somewhere and I am actually motivated to put things away and add more to the sell/donate piles. It might be the excitement of a new job, but it might just be feeling healthier and less stressed.
I’ve been doing the little things too, like setting up the GPS for the new office, finishing up paperwork, and setting up my briefcase and deciding what to wear. Heck, I don’t expect to be walking half a mile, so I might actually break out the girly shoes that I so rarely wear. It’s been sneakers or flats for most of the last four years. The campus was just too big to be wearing shoes with heels.
Likewise, I’ve been prepping my work spaces. Putting my art supplies in their proper place and doing the classwork necessary to pursue a certification that I want in place by the end of the year. My to do list has actually gotten shorter and longer. Some bigger pieces have been finished, but there’s still a lot to do.
We put away the last of the fall decor on Friday and the house seems empty. Almost like a blank canvas. It’s become a liminal space, just waiting for the Christmas decorating to start. We’re probably going to start tackling that tomorrow and my back is already wary. We’re going to be a little more ruthless with downsizing the Christmas items. I promise myself this every year. Last year I did manage to release a bunch of Hallmark ornaments that we never put up. There’s a lot more where those came from though. They were a favorite present for several years in our family.
The mantel has the everyday bits still on it and we’ve already changed out the tapers from light green to red. I’m debating whether we’re going with nutcrackers, santas, or something completely different this year. Maybe it will be white and silvers. There is a chocolate brown background and there’s fruit florals on the candles and mirror already. Maybe I’ll go full on Victorian around the mantel and put the mid-century stuff on the bar top. Though we’ve got a collection of Aflac plushes to live there. Decisions, decisions.
I managed to get through an entire bag worth of eBay listings today. if I can manage to do the same thing tomorrow, that will help clear out the room where the tree lives. It’s next to the good napping couch and the piano. And it’s where we’ve had the tree every year. We’ll need to redo the entryway near the front stairs where the White House Ornament tree lives. And we’re going to have to face the facts that if I can’t carry boxes or trees, they’re going to either have to leave the house or be spread out into different boxes. My father doesn’t know when to take a break, but my lungs dislike going up and down stairs. (For medical reasons, not just “out of shape” reasons.)
That’s probably enough of me rambling for the day. It’s my second favorite time of the year coming. (Halloween is my favorite.) I just can’t seem to break myself of the gushing habit about it.
Now, I have to see what horrible song this is that Pandora has decided to add to my playlist. For your knowledge: It’s “The Werewolf” by Paul Simon. It’s a protest song and I don’t have objections to it in a larger sense. But it does not belong on my Calypso inspired station. *shakes head* Could be worse. Could be the Coldplay curse infecting my stream.
Talk to you all tomorrow, my dears.
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