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Feb. 3rd, 2008 06:38 amRemember that prospective, possibly months-long work assignment Sir was expecting? It's not so bad after all, only two weeks (which is still kind of 'eh', but not nearly as much of an upheaval as two months) starting Monday. Mom will be arriving the 7th for her annual Westminster Dog show trip, and not leaving until just a day or two before he arrives home, so I don't even have to worry about doing my own cooking (either I let her cook, or I'll find her sandblasting the bathroom some afternoon. She *likes* doing housework here, it's very strange.).
So the car service arrived at about 4am, and I'm still up, perhaps a nap while I wait for him to call and say he's landed - I always get a phone call when he gets on the plane, and as soon as possible when he lands, because of my 'thing' about flying. The sun is just starting to rise here, and I've a gorgeous view of the crescent moon startlingly bright, hanging between the buildings.
I'm not quite sure why, but the moment Sir leaves I become a cleaning machine - I've just sat down after nearly three hours of fairly random work, and there's a huge pile of recycling waiting to go out at a more polite-to-the-neighbors hour. It could be any number of things, the desire to fill the time, to set an environment where more luxurious pursuits feel better (I have a hard time relaxing unless things are 'just so'), or the knowledge that for some time things won't get too messy again unless I'm doing the messing!
WYPM has closed, and I've made it all the way through the month. The community is going to continue, with people setting their own individual goals/intentions month by month. I'm going to stay involved, it's not too big an investment of online time, and the community is warm and welcoming, as well as being a good resource. I've been thinking a lot about my intentions for February, with all its upheavals, visits, and travels a daily practice is not in the cards, but I fully intend to have some regular practice, probably attempt no less than four days a week, and I might try to add some study to that as well, I'm not sure. It's a broad mandate, and I'm having trouble choosing a direction.
So the car service arrived at about 4am, and I'm still up, perhaps a nap while I wait for him to call and say he's landed - I always get a phone call when he gets on the plane, and as soon as possible when he lands, because of my 'thing' about flying. The sun is just starting to rise here, and I've a gorgeous view of the crescent moon startlingly bright, hanging between the buildings.
I'm not quite sure why, but the moment Sir leaves I become a cleaning machine - I've just sat down after nearly three hours of fairly random work, and there's a huge pile of recycling waiting to go out at a more polite-to-the-neighbors hour. It could be any number of things, the desire to fill the time, to set an environment where more luxurious pursuits feel better (I have a hard time relaxing unless things are 'just so'), or the knowledge that for some time things won't get too messy again unless I'm doing the messing!
WYPM has closed, and I've made it all the way through the month. The community is going to continue, with people setting their own individual goals/intentions month by month. I'm going to stay involved, it's not too big an investment of online time, and the community is warm and welcoming, as well as being a good resource. I've been thinking a lot about my intentions for February, with all its upheavals, visits, and travels a daily practice is not in the cards, but I fully intend to have some regular practice, probably attempt no less than four days a week, and I might try to add some study to that as well, I'm not sure. It's a broad mandate, and I'm having trouble choosing a direction.
