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Okay, suddenly I posted a bunch of stuff, so I feel obliged to give an earnest update rather than fun fluff. Here goes:
The move is going well. Tomorrow we cease our residency in New Hampton and begin residing in Ellsworth. We'll be raising the population by more than 2%. Yes, that's correct. The population is less than 100 and our back yard is the White Mountain National Forest. Good times will be had for sure. The move is wearing on me but fortunately we have some unexpected help tomorrow and then the easy part: unpacking. My back is very sore and I am quite tired, but I was very happy to have a nice break today by running the store for Ray. Who would have thought work would constitute a break!
Work is going well. I still enjoy my job and career, so that's good. I have a promising potential supplemental job on the horizon. We'll see how it pans out. Same work, different place. Both jobs at the same time. Perhaps one will pan out into a full-time with benefits, but if not I have my plans for that, too. It's really one of those points in life where I understand Robert Frost's point, to reference a cliche poem abused by corporate types.
One issue nagging me with our move is that while we're helping friends and they're helping us, I'm sacrificing a good deal of privacy. This always has me unsettled because I'm a very private and introverted person. I enjoy alone time when I can find some inner peace, enjoy some of the few things I keep in life and explore some of my mental and emotional aspects I rarely or never let others see, some not even Kathy. It scares me to know I may not have the privacy I desparately feel I need for an indefinite time. Perhaps I don't really need it and that's something this move will show me. Perhaps its time to be more open or at least less guarded or isolationist.
John Donne, Meditation XVII (excerpt)
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were. Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
I've been obsessed with that passage for years, ever since reading it in junior high at the beginning of Hemingway's "For Whom The Bell Tolls." Perhaps it might truly bear meaning in the days, weeks, months or years to come.
I haven't had much time for myself, but in what little spare time I've had I've found myself reading more comics and graphic novels, playing new games and old favorites with Ray and others and enjoying some catching up on Doctor Who classics (thanks Ray!). We've been exposing Melanie to the Trial of a Timelord season so that's been fun.
Well, back to the move. More to come once we get settled in and have Internet access again.
The move is going well. Tomorrow we cease our residency in New Hampton and begin residing in Ellsworth. We'll be raising the population by more than 2%. Yes, that's correct. The population is less than 100 and our back yard is the White Mountain National Forest. Good times will be had for sure. The move is wearing on me but fortunately we have some unexpected help tomorrow and then the easy part: unpacking. My back is very sore and I am quite tired, but I was very happy to have a nice break today by running the store for Ray. Who would have thought work would constitute a break!
Work is going well. I still enjoy my job and career, so that's good. I have a promising potential supplemental job on the horizon. We'll see how it pans out. Same work, different place. Both jobs at the same time. Perhaps one will pan out into a full-time with benefits, but if not I have my plans for that, too. It's really one of those points in life where I understand Robert Frost's point, to reference a cliche poem abused by corporate types.
One issue nagging me with our move is that while we're helping friends and they're helping us, I'm sacrificing a good deal of privacy. This always has me unsettled because I'm a very private and introverted person. I enjoy alone time when I can find some inner peace, enjoy some of the few things I keep in life and explore some of my mental and emotional aspects I rarely or never let others see, some not even Kathy. It scares me to know I may not have the privacy I desparately feel I need for an indefinite time. Perhaps I don't really need it and that's something this move will show me. Perhaps its time to be more open or at least less guarded or isolationist.
John Donne, Meditation XVII (excerpt)
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend's or of thine own were. Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
I've been obsessed with that passage for years, ever since reading it in junior high at the beginning of Hemingway's "For Whom The Bell Tolls." Perhaps it might truly bear meaning in the days, weeks, months or years to come.
I haven't had much time for myself, but in what little spare time I've had I've found myself reading more comics and graphic novels, playing new games and old favorites with Ray and others and enjoying some catching up on Doctor Who classics (thanks Ray!). We've been exposing Melanie to the Trial of a Timelord season so that's been fun.
Well, back to the move. More to come once we get settled in and have Internet access again.
