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litheraSo, I've been pretty calm through this entire house thing. It has been one of those things you're supposed to do when you grow up and I've always wanted a place I could modify and have to come back to and not worry that it might vanish. So, I've don that and now I have keys and...
Now, of course, I'm nervous and jumpy about things, which is amazingly stupid.
No. No, I don't know what is bothering me. It might just be moving. And while the new place has more space than where Kris and I are now, some of that is counted in the garage (which is pretty cool to have). And I have a little patch of grass and a patio and air conditioning and .... Lots of cool things but I'm suddenly freaking out that I have too much stuff and that things won't fit into the new place and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
I guess it is a good thing that I know that most of this is absurd and I'm just having a backlash sort of reaction. I was calm and cool during the 'crisis' and now that it is over, I can allow myself to flail. That and there is a lot of stuff at work which I would like to run around and flail about but can't, so the house is convenient in that way.
It will be good for me to get away from Capitol Hill and convenience. It really isn't good for me to have everything so close and not have to work for everything. Besides, I'll be close to two different movie theaters and that's an awesome thing and just blocks away from one of the best cemetaries for picnicing ever.
Gah. Summary: I'm freaking out because I can now have the luxury of freaking out.
So, painting this weekend. Kris and I are looking to show up with loads of boxes around 10-ish. Let me know if you're coming and I'll send out directions. (So super easy to get there.)
Now, of course, I'm nervous and jumpy about things, which is amazingly stupid.
No. No, I don't know what is bothering me. It might just be moving. And while the new place has more space than where Kris and I are now, some of that is counted in the garage (which is pretty cool to have). And I have a little patch of grass and a patio and air conditioning and .... Lots of cool things but I'm suddenly freaking out that I have too much stuff and that things won't fit into the new place and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
I guess it is a good thing that I know that most of this is absurd and I'm just having a backlash sort of reaction. I was calm and cool during the 'crisis' and now that it is over, I can allow myself to flail. That and there is a lot of stuff at work which I would like to run around and flail about but can't, so the house is convenient in that way.
It will be good for me to get away from Capitol Hill and convenience. It really isn't good for me to have everything so close and not have to work for everything. Besides, I'll be close to two different movie theaters and that's an awesome thing and just blocks away from one of the best cemetaries for picnicing ever.
Gah. Summary: I'm freaking out because I can now have the luxury of freaking out.
So, painting this weekend. Kris and I are looking to show up with loads of boxes around 10-ish. Let me know if you're coming and I'll send out directions. (So super easy to get there.)
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Date: 2009-12-03 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-12-03 08:15 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2009-12-03 07:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-03 07:50 pm (UTC)Really, my plans, they are not that solid. There should just be painting, you see.
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Date: 2009-12-03 08:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-03 08:19 pm (UTC)"Mmmmm. Yes. It should be painted."
"Yes. There should be a color here."
"Yes, yes. And the bathroom. It should be colorful."
"Ah. Yes. Color. I like color."