Ten.Four Hundred & Eighty-One

1. Fiery pink bomb in the sky.

2. Bacon and burnt hash browns. A big pot of coffee.

3. The deer have been so present lately. I keep watch while I eat. The sky is still so gray.

4. I vox her back while I sort boxes and try to get the basement organized in some way. There are so many boxes that need to be repacked. So many odds and ends that need care and organization. I don’t know where to start so I begin by taping up a box that’s already full. There. I’ve begun.

5. It’s so good to see her face this morning, to be grounded by her presence even so far away. I vomit out some life stuff and then we talk retreat stuff and business stuff. Next October seems so far away but it’s not. Mostly we’re both excited to be in the same time zone soon.

6. Better today. Curious more than anything.

7. The mental fatigue is what’s really getting me. I can’t seem to focus on anything for too long.

8. Cramming the last days with plans. But this weekend there will be a little bit of respite. Enough time to tackle the larger projects. Packing is the easiest thing, but the most time consuming. Also resisting the urge to throw everything out and start from scratch.

9. Leftovers. I hope these kids don’t expect any gourmet meals for the next month.

10. Grateful that I found a man who will oil my scalp.