Eight Lives Left

I guess my intuition is still working just fine.

It’s all good. I’ll just take a deep breath and take a step to the right.

TIME WARP.

So far today I’ve packed 8 boxes of books. That’s for one and a half of my bookshelves plus the (fairly large) stack of books I have for paperbackswap.com, and a few DVDs for swapadvd.com. I still have approximately 3 bookcases of books to go through! Plus the remaining DVDs and CDs for the swap sites. Plus my regular CDs and DVDs that I’m keeping. Gah.

The listing agent dropped off the HoA papers as well as the stuff for the condo association. It’s an entire three-ring binder of paper, full of rules. I’ll have to go through it when I have a chance.

I think I will limit my moving discussions to this journal.

Dirge Without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,–but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love, –
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave,
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

Edna St. Vincent Millay

I’ve started a new page called Countdown to Condo where I can keep a list of what I need to do and what’s been done and notes about things, etc. I’m doing that because otherwise I’ll write everything down on scraps of paper and then lose said scraps, as I am wont to do. Lea, feel free to comment and add things to the list for me! You are my condo expert, Ms. Turret House Girl!

Today I will start the first of the packing. Huzzah!

A sneezing panderkins.

It’s old, but still very very funny.

Yes I am up too late!