Meaningful Glances

The title...well, I'm sorry but it has really nothing to do with what I'm going to post - it just sounded like a good title. I am, however, resting my left foot on a freshly laundered bathmat that has yet to be placed back in it's native bathroom. Regrettably, it is neither bold or new. It is blue and quite worn. It...could be replaced when we move...by something both bold AND new, which provides a terrific segue to my actual post. Whew! I knew I could do it.

Apologies. There's a heat wave on and our poor little North Korean air-conditioner is struggling to keep up with the 3rd (or is it 4th now?) consecutive day of 90+ degree temperatures. My native Oregonian brain is melting. In a week that has started out busy with the pesky details of moving - like packing, etc. - oppressive heat and humidity, the latter thanks mostly to our yard's ever-present and now expanding mudbog, are two very unwelcome distractions. Yesterday, Brigetta had her Mom over for a packing party that stripped most of the little homey touches from the walls and shelves, replacing them with a neat stack of boxes in one corner of the living room. More empty boxes litter the rest of the space, with just enough room to get where you're going in the house. Towards the late afternoon, Gramma Claire whisked Evelyn away for an overnighter from which she has just now (lunch time) returned. This morning, with the extra peace and quiet, I made the phone calls that had to be made - electricity, garbage, water and sewer, etc. all needed to be transferred or started at the new address. The truck is reserved at U-Haul. The water is on to boil, both literally and figuratively, as Evelyn has requested mac 'n' cheese for lunch, the heat is on outside, and we're feeling the pressure (and the excitement) of the move getting closer. That's all for now - stay cool, everybody!