Sunday, August 28, 2011
the next phase
Earlier this year I was planning a fall trip to NYC with Jen, and if all goes according to schedule, all I'll have to do is hop on a train to meet her, since that is where life has decided to spit us out for the next moving adventure. Somewhere around there, anyway. Final landing location is TBD, but it will probably be just far enough from the city that it won't be able to eat me alive, yet close enough that it can nibble on me at any time with its charms. Hopefully it will be dried out and not shaking any longer by the time I arrive.
For the moment, though, I'm focused only on the present (a rarity) to wrap up our lives here, enjoy Lawrence up until the last speck of a second, and to minimize the transition for the kids. When we decided to make the change, my first thought was to put the blog on pause and the shop on vacation until it was done, and then I realized what a stupid idea that was. The reason I started Artsyville in the first place was to document the doings in my daily life. If an upheaval like this isn't worth documenting, I don't know what is. And as stressful as such change is, I thrive on it, even though I might be a total pill while I'm going through it. So I'll keep posting through the happiness and moodiness, the excavation of the horrifyingly large stacks I've accumulated in the past five years, the reminiscing of the idyllic life we've had here, and the wonder of what awaits.
(Back Tuesday in the drawing room with the first girl I'm going to hunt down for a coffee date when I land in New York.)
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