Thursday, February 22

Just like a rolling stone

On the move again.
Finished most of my packing yesterday evening and have only a scattering mix of dust and random bits left to deal with. It's been a difficult pack (oh, woe is me) since I've had to think about a) what I might need for the summer, b) what I might want to keep for my next place, and c) what I can fit into Big Jim's small apartment (we're not really 'moving-in' per say but I will be storing some stuff at his place...like my dresser...and my knitting needles...and some books...and I'll most likely be sleeping there when I'm in town...but we're not moving in...)

Leaving the West End and my funky, though small, apartment is a small drag - beach access, great food venues in close proximity, friends who live a stone's throw away, late night stumbles home from the bar, that squirrel who begs for food outside my window, the family of raccoons and magic mushrooms who also reside there, ferns and Buddha welcoming me home, my three large windows, my shower, open-late liquor store, yoga studio, library, and bus stops - all of these things I will miss.
Then there are things I won't miss - like an outrageous rent payment for only 500 sq m, an extra-large-bar-fridge half full with condiments, a fire alarm that went off every time I baked (yes, I baked from time to time...though not too frequently, because of the damn fire alarm), my windows allowing for easy viewing of my rump when I decided I couldn't be bothered to run to the bathroom to change...

Where my next 'home' will be is any one's guess (though this trip to the Kootenay's might help that decision). On the other hand, I'm itching for some warm weather bathing/surfing and I don't think my summer cruising the west coast on a sailboat will be satisfying any urges (oh but the whales I will see). Also thinking about going back to school and studying basket weaving...
Any wagers or bets?

2 comments:

Miranda said...

Did you get a summer job? At BW adventures again? Good for you!

Anonymous said...

I can't believe you're moving out of the 'hood! (Does anyone ever describe the West End as "the 'hood"?) Now I don't know anyone within a stone's throw of my place...I guess I'll have to start throwing stones are random people instead. ;-) Oh, and I think your post deserves bonus points for your use of the word "rump" in it. :-)