Things have been happening around here.
For instance, yesterday Rochester was hit with a plague of butterflies. Just now, looking out my office window, I counted about ten of them flitting around. They’re fun when you’re outside on foot, but if you drive through a swarm in your car, it’s disturbing. Butterflies make a bigger thunk than you’d expect. Also, the June bugs are out, and the May flowers all bloomed weeks ago and are spent. The world seems to be reflecting the mildly controlled chaos in my life as I’ve been running around doing social things, working like crazy to try to get the house ready to sell, and working on magazine edits and audiobook reviews.
It’s been intense, but I’ve been doing it. I should have the house on the market in two weeks, I’ve found some places I am excited about maybe living next, and, as a bonus, a royalty check showed up in the mail yesterday that I’d completely forgotten to expect.
The house is currently a mix of ready and unready to sell. Here’s an example of what some areas currently look like:
My desk is a busy place and almost always looks like this. I’m going to have to figure out how to make it more tidy for when people come here to see the house. I in no way love the idea of people tramping through my house looking at my stuff. I also don’t like thinking about how much it’s going to freak Benny and Ella out when I have to haul them somewhere every time someone looks at the house. I try not to think about these things.
Instead, I organized my comic book collection:
Previously, my comic books were all in a drawer that probably would have given Jason a heart attack if he’d ever seen it. The box is much more satisfying, and I have the comics all in order. I’m afraid my collection has grown since I first started reading and collecting single issues. I have the whole run of Models, Inc. and 28 Days Later. I have all of Buffy Season 8 and some odd issues of Serenity. I have almost all of Eric Shanower and Skottie Young’s Oz books and am reading the new ones as they arrive. I love Young’s art so much I want to marry it. Ella seems to like it, too:
I’m also currently reading/collecting Buffy Season 9 and Angel & Faith. (Angel & Faith continues to be better than Buffy, which surprises me, as I never loved Angel the TV show.)
Meanwhile my books and CDs remain in no discernible order, and you really do not want to open the cupboard where I keep the Tupperware-type containers in the kitchen. I’m off work today and will be working on some of these things, and I’ll be Craigslisting other things. Craigslist is my new ATM.
Here Tanita writes of bridges. I am continuing to take forward steps. It’s an exciting time and an overwhelming time, a time of great change.
Things are just getting interesting.









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My girls have that same lunchbox.
Funny! My BFF and her husband got it for me, and Maxwell is always trying to weasel it away from me, but I won’t let him. It’s just so darned cute.
when my friend jeffrey was abandoning me and san francisco to move to palm springs, i drove down with him…butterfly swarms on the 5, which looked awesome until you were in it and then it was just tragic. reminded me of some fantasy novel i read where the protag’s symbol was a crow and they celebrated when crows arrived after the first battle…until they just started pecking out all the dead folks’ eyes. all in the point of view, i guess.
Yes, exactly. They’re very pretty when they are flitting about my yard, as they’ve been doing all day. My cat Benny will not leave the window because he’s enjoying watching them so much.