Friday, July 25, 2008
the boy before the cart
the goal for sunday is to be able to walk from the back door to the front door in the dark without tripping over a box. i am halfway there and will keep working until i get there. not getting it done is not an option, cuz i have the last & final uhaul trip on monday.
i was just in the kitchen finding homes for more things and i was so distracted by the big dustbunny that kept moving behind the coffee bar with the fan's breeze. i kept thinking it was one of my black cats. blogging is the only thing that could distract me from the noncat issue. thank God for the great circle of distraction.
dunno about you, but i make little hoops that i have to jump through. oh, if you do this, you will get to do this or if you unpack your life, you are ready for a boyfriend.
maybe, i am.
a little less than two weeks ago, i realized that i was still preserving myself high on a shelf behind my stash of bonne maman preserves. maybe, for a lost apology that got crossed in the mail or a post-it note of realization tied to the broom on my front porch. in my heart, i really believed in forever, but in my head, the idea of now tastes just as sweet.
excuse me while i keep unpacking.
carrots are overrated.