ch-ch-ch-changes

after being delayed by tropical storm fay, i arrived at my new home in florida on sunday. three days later, we have the place sorta-kinda unpacked (the kitchen is fully operational, the bedroom and bathroom are almost there, and...well...we have a lot of boxes to deal with everywhere else), and are beginning to settle into life together. things have been complicated by my having coughed myself into a strained rib, which is a minor injury that F*CKING HURTS!

school has started for us both. right now, loaf is in the living room putting some final touches on her teaching plan for tomorrow, and i am in the bedroom, avoiding math. yesterday math was so exciting, but today we got into decimals and percentages and...and...*begins rocking back and forth*. sigh. i am determined to get an A in math. that this hasn't happened since, oh, third grade will not deter me! anyway, i did some english and psychology stuff today, and plan on re-tackling the math tomorrow. sometimes taking a breather from difficulty is all you need. that, and a cookie.

huh!

the trampoline is an olympic sport. who knew?

life in haiku

scratch on my glasses
they'd have to replace the lens
i no has the cash

lying on my bed
kitteh snores across the room
why does my side hurt?

after all this time
being missed, loved, and held tight
was what i needed

really, though, my side
feels like i pulled a muscle
under my left breast

loaf is on the road
en route to tallahassee
see you saturday

i love my new ink
right now it's red and tender
the pain is my friend

must eat more clean food
today breakfast was some cold
leftover pizza

exercise would rock
but healing from bronchitis
means a lot of rest

so much packing! yikes!
hope that what i bring will be
enough til christmas

i said "i'm reformed"
she said "re-formed...i get the
poetry of that"

sigh.

car unloaded, laundry in progress, four boxes of pots/pans/dishes/kitchen stuff sorted and packed. progress, yes? thanks to E for keeping me company and sharing pizza.

Still To Do:

- pack clothes, massage table and lamp

- spend quality time with friends

- get tattoo

and myriad other things that i can't think of right now.

holy fuck, this is my last weekend in detroit.

it's hard to type with a kitteh passed out on your left wrist.

home. sick.

72 hours ago i was still in my tent.

what a week. never have i worked so hard, and never has it been so worth it.

anne's challenge to us all was to "do one thing this week that scares you".

i did one every day. making new friends, admitting ignorance, continuing towards closure...driving unfamiliar vehicles, climbing ladders, climbing towers straight up into the sky...

and moths. if you know me, you know i am terrified by moths. of moths. it really did not occur to me that hanging and focusing lights in the woods meant HUGE GIGANTIC MOTHS. imagine being way up a ladder at night, trying to get a stuck light unstuck so you can point it where you want it, when surprise - there are moths crawling on your arms and neck, moths flying at your face...i even had one purring in my ear. yep. got over that fear pretty dang quick.

got bronchitis two days in, still recovering but feeling much better!

learned to say "luckdragon" in sign language.

learned that i am incapable of not loving.

learned that the universe is really quite witty.

today has been rough. i have a bad case of re-entry blues. i'm also overwhelmed by how much has to be done in the next week. florida will be fine once i'm there, but right now i am so not looking forward to going.

i miss well water. i miss bobbing flashlights and smiles on wooded paths. i miss cuddles (my follow spot), the Tower of Power and its inhabitants, and hot showers in dappled sunlight. i miss the drumming. i miss the milky way lighting me home, bumpy shuttle rides, and lemony ice water with every meal.

i don't miss the tofu.