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Waiting to resume regular service
Dec. 1st, 2011 05:52 amSince returning from WFC in San Diego, I haven't read any new books. I haven't written any new words. I haven't even gone to see a movie. What I have done is complete the sale of one house and the purchase of another, pack up my stuff, move to New Hampshire, and start settling in to the new place while working from home.
At times I despair when I think of the list of projects that still has to be done. Other times I remind myself of how much I've already accomplished. Two weeks ago today my worldly goods were on a northbound truck, so the fact that I still have boxes to unpack and things to find a home for is not surprising.
In between unpacking and organizing, I'm gradually finding my way around the community. There are many good places to eat and drink, though in other areas the choices are limited and locals think nothing of driving fifty miles when they need to go to a box/chain store. But the bookstore has a decent genre selection, and I was pleasantly surprised to find they had AFTER HOURS: TALES FROM THE UR-BAR in stock. Since it was Black Friday I didn't introduce myself, but did note that this weekend they would be hosting a holiday signing by local authors, which bodes well for the future.
I'm still waiting for the builder to finish a few things, including the storage area off the utility room so I'll have somewhere to put the archive boxes for my past novels. I can't set up the home office until the new desk arrives. Oh, and at some point I need to figure out what to do with the kitchen cabinet that we accidentally left empty when putting away the kitchen stuff (the new place has so much kitchen storage that I'm thoroughly spoiled.) But I'm starting to see the finish line, and hope that I can soon get back into something that resembles a normal routine.
At times I despair when I think of the list of projects that still has to be done. Other times I remind myself of how much I've already accomplished. Two weeks ago today my worldly goods were on a northbound truck, so the fact that I still have boxes to unpack and things to find a home for is not surprising.
In between unpacking and organizing, I'm gradually finding my way around the community. There are many good places to eat and drink, though in other areas the choices are limited and locals think nothing of driving fifty miles when they need to go to a box/chain store. But the bookstore has a decent genre selection, and I was pleasantly surprised to find they had AFTER HOURS: TALES FROM THE UR-BAR in stock. Since it was Black Friday I didn't introduce myself, but did note that this weekend they would be hosting a holiday signing by local authors, which bodes well for the future.
I'm still waiting for the builder to finish a few things, including the storage area off the utility room so I'll have somewhere to put the archive boxes for my past novels. I can't set up the home office until the new desk arrives. Oh, and at some point I need to figure out what to do with the kitchen cabinet that we accidentally left empty when putting away the kitchen stuff (the new place has so much kitchen storage that I'm thoroughly spoiled.) But I'm starting to see the finish line, and hope that I can soon get back into something that resembles a normal routine.