Starting Orts

Yesterday I hung out on and off watching the Midway come closer to the port. Delayed several times by mechanical problems with the tug, she showed up late and could be seen only by the light of the full moon. My camera batteries took a dump at the wrong time. No photos. Double darn.

I’m plugging away today. Dust is moving, in a very controlled way so I can still breathe, and volumes of organization have taken place. Oh, how tidy that sounds. Over my shoulder I pitch a magazine.

“Recycle,” I call.

…followed by a volume of envelopes left over from the holiday, followed by more orts and conditions and volumes and bits and pieces….and suddenly I can see the computer desk again. I can see the nightstand in the bedroom too. More fool me for using a real butcher block circa the 20’s for my end table. It slumps and leans and slides things onto the floor. I have to carefully wedge the TV and the Video machine. I try and catch the papers. Serves me right.

I’ve walked. I’ve done my homework and feel virtuous. I know you all feel virtuous too. Yes, I ate some chocolate with only three or four fully formed guilt pangs. I keep telling myself that I have to diet or else. I don’t think I am firm enough about the “or else” though. I did get most of the email done and have actually had time to begin reading my favorites. Hurrah!!!!

Best of all I have three more of the G’kid pictures on the wall in 5×7’s at last. Bless Kinkos and their photo enlarging machine. I have a really cute one of S in SF with her papa and daddy. No permission to post it here yet tho. She looks quite a bit like her brothers and sisters.

Tomorrow school, gym, and those phone calls I didn’t make today. Tomorrow I rack and stack my 2003 paper journal, start another four day period at the business meeting, and begin organization for the taxes.

I wonder how much of that I will really get done?