More Transitions - Friends List

There's been so much going on the last few weeks that it's been impossible for me to keep up with LJ. I really feel a need to cut back, so I'm downsizing my f-list. If I take you off the list, it's not that I don't like you or that you're not welcome here, it's just that I don't have the energy to try to keep up with everyone's entries right now.

Delayed Observation

I was just listening to the soundtrack for "POTC: At World's End" and had a sudden, OMG!, realization:

( Major spoiler. Click at own risk. )

Moving Has Commenced

Step One: Schlep lots and lots of boxes into the house.

Step Two: Assign family members different areas. Mom takes the fragile knick-knacks. Dad starts in on the DVD/VHS collection. Daughter starts on her stuffed animals (many of which, I'm surprised to see, end up in the donation box). I start on the bedroom with my clothes.

Step Three: Make boxes, fill boxes, tape boxes, label boxes, stack boxes. Lather, rinse, repeat.

We got a lot done in just a couple of hours today. The biggest jobs are yet to be done: sorting, prioritizing and packing the library, and sifting through all the files and miscellaneous papers to determine which I need to keep and which I need to get rid of. I'd started that process a couple of months ago, but life intervened. Now it must be done this week. But the process will be good for me.

At one point mid-afternoon I suddenly, without any warning, broke down in tears. It took me completely by surprise. I sat in the rocking chair in my bedroom and cried and cried until my dad came in to comfort me. It's been a long time since he's seen me crying. We talked for a little while, and the crisis passed, but the sadness is still with me.

My parents have gone home. The Daughter is playing in the backyard with the daughter of a friend of Upstairs. I'm going to take a shower and then meditate.