April 18, 2010

  • callooh callay

    I'm all moved in, but terribly busy -- even after a move, the move still devours your life. There are utilities to turn on, cable guys to wait for, boxes to unpack (I've only unpacked the essentials so far -- TiVo, toiletries, rice cooker), keys to copy, former apartments to turn back over to the former landlords, and so on. And then work continues to explode, much to its own amusement.

    Things seem to be mostly under control now. Mostly. Still pretty busy, but I have time to eat lunch again, and to get things done by the time they're supposed to get done.

    And I've started another blog. So Xanga is my "private" blog, a journal that other people happen to read. Then I have my public blog on Blogger, which is dedicated to the quirks of wherever I happen to be living. Both of those blogs have their happy moments, but often are just a way for me to vent some kind of annoyance at the universe. I've decided to start a third (also public) blog that is themed around good things, just to remind myself that they're there. I've noticed over the course of this week that even in the midst of moving (which is probably my least favorite thing in the entire world), that there are still good things that happen, but if I don't think about them, I forget about them, and the bad things overshadow them. In fact, there were a bunch of good things that happened this week that, when they happened, I thought, "Oh, this is great, I have to remind myself that this happened when I'm stressed out tomorrow," and I've already forgotten them.

    So we'll see how it works out.