Reconnected

snow diamonds and shadows

We finally got our home Internet connection. Hurray! After almost three weeks away it feels good to be back. I'm tired tonight though and not particularly inspired to write so I'll keep it short. I just had to post on my first night back so I thought I'd share a favourite photo from a sunny Sunday morning spent discovering a nearby park.

See you soon.

Still Alive

Hello from the other side! I'm still alive and kicking - a little tired - but still kicking (with the odd screaming thrown in for good measure).

D. and I are moved into the new place. We don't have Internet yet though so I write from a coffee shop with free wireless. I've been suffering from withdrawal symptoms; this afternoon I treat myself to a little writing and surfing. Later it's back to unpacking.

The new house is still beautiful and is slowly but surely becoming a home. Part of me wishes I could wave my magic fairy wand and make it so instantaneously, but that wouldn't be as fun now would it. It takes time, but we're doing it one box at a time.

I'll keep it short this time 'round so I can fit in a bit of surfing before my free wireless time runs out. I've missed my daily dose of inspiration from the Web. It's good to be back.

'Til the next time ...

Still Packing

It's the home stretch. Tonight I'm tired, cranky and feel like I'm without a home. Luckily the move is in two days. I look forward to it.

I'll be dismantling my PC soon. I'll see you from the other side!

Packing & Painting

Cassie posing at the new digs

The past few days have been spent immersed in the world of my upcoming move. Friday was spent cleaning and painting at the new place, and yesterday I focused on packing what I have here. Eleven boxes later, I'm physically tired but surprisingly still pumped. Whodda thought?

This afternoon I will put the second coat on my new office walls and continue cleaning the new house so it's ready to receive us on Friday. I look forward to it.

Rethinking My Workspace

Yesterday I moved into an office space at work that's smaller, darker and less private than the one I had before. Next week I'm moving into a home office that's about half the size of the one I have now. In both cases I need to simplify considerably just to make my space breathable and workable. It's hard to adjust.

Maybe it's the Universe's way of telling me it's time to switch my focus, nudging me in the right direction by forcing me to rethink and simplify my workspaces. Maybe it's time to cull the old and make room for the new, identify what's important for work and creativity and leave the rest. Or maybe I just have too much stuff.

Whatever it is, the thought of redefining it, although daunting, is refreshing.

Shreds of Life Past

shreds of life past

I've been doing some prep work for my February move to the new digs with D.. I spent the last two weeks sorting and shredding paperwork I've carried with me for way too many years. I dumped receipts from Christmas 2003, relegated bank statements from 1995 to the shred pile, and destroyed 121 ATM slips. It feels good.