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rio_luna626It rained all day yesterday and by evening it was a full on downpour. It was chilly but smelled good.
Grey morning, grey day. Picked up Lu at union station in Denver and worked it out so I picked her up on the street, didn’t have to park or go searching for her. Quick Lunch at ShakeShack then a fast drive back home because K’s car is giving her trouble and I spent two hours helping her with stuff before depositing her and kid back at hotel. Tomorrow I work and she will borrow the Subaru to start moving her things to the new apartment. What a frustrating couple of weeks—months actually—for her.
I’m glad to have Lucie home. She likes her room but tacked a tapestry over the big wi die—no curtains— and is unpacking boxes. Somehow the same item that she moved twice already, she got a better look at. It’s a very nice Japanese yukata ( summer light weight kimono) with a red Obi sash. After all these years she finally got a good look at it and decided she didn’t want it. It’s beautiful, high quality textiles. I don’t have the heart to just send it to the thrift so we are both looking for someone who will love it.
It finally looks like November: gloomy, grey skies, flat white light, the sere dun landscape. It feels cozy and real. Glad to be home with Lucie. Looking forward to Cherise being gone soon!
Although the job search continues, I no longer feel desperate about it. I had a lot of good hopeful thoughts about the rest of the fall and into winter, about my Work and my business, about the new household. Very grateful for what’s coming.
I made black salt! And attended MtShasta new moon which meant watching the sun come up over the Egyptian desert. We celebrated a lot of dark, hard, disruptive chaos that had put us in difficult straits: if I had failed to push my case, failed to try and recover who I was from the grief of widowhood, the nonsense and threat of my ex, all kinds of attending traps and failures, the outcomes for myself and the girls would have been soooo bad. As hard as this year has been, I manifested a bunch of positive outcomes, and I’m proud of myself.
Things I like today:
-the way my yard smells
-sobriety
-the gloom!!!!
-ShakeShack!
-downtown Denver
-finding new museums
-my house
-tranquility, coziness, clean socks and earl grey suntea.
Grey morning, grey day. Picked up Lu at union station in Denver and worked it out so I picked her up on the street, didn’t have to park or go searching for her. Quick Lunch at ShakeShack then a fast drive back home because K’s car is giving her trouble and I spent two hours helping her with stuff before depositing her and kid back at hotel. Tomorrow I work and she will borrow the Subaru to start moving her things to the new apartment. What a frustrating couple of weeks—months actually—for her.
I’m glad to have Lucie home. She likes her room but tacked a tapestry over the big wi die—no curtains— and is unpacking boxes. Somehow the same item that she moved twice already, she got a better look at. It’s a very nice Japanese yukata ( summer light weight kimono) with a red Obi sash. After all these years she finally got a good look at it and decided she didn’t want it. It’s beautiful, high quality textiles. I don’t have the heart to just send it to the thrift so we are both looking for someone who will love it.
It finally looks like November: gloomy, grey skies, flat white light, the sere dun landscape. It feels cozy and real. Glad to be home with Lucie. Looking forward to Cherise being gone soon!
Although the job search continues, I no longer feel desperate about it. I had a lot of good hopeful thoughts about the rest of the fall and into winter, about my Work and my business, about the new household. Very grateful for what’s coming.
I made black salt! And attended MtShasta new moon which meant watching the sun come up over the Egyptian desert. We celebrated a lot of dark, hard, disruptive chaos that had put us in difficult straits: if I had failed to push my case, failed to try and recover who I was from the grief of widowhood, the nonsense and threat of my ex, all kinds of attending traps and failures, the outcomes for myself and the girls would have been soooo bad. As hard as this year has been, I manifested a bunch of positive outcomes, and I’m proud of myself.
Things I like today:
-the way my yard smells
-sobriety
-the gloom!!!!
-ShakeShack!
-downtown Denver
-finding new museums
-my house
-tranquility, coziness, clean socks and earl grey suntea.
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