The More Things Change...

...the more they stay the same!  The last post was in 2008.  Here it is in 2013, and we have since moved across country & live in the Midwest.  We've been living the last 2 years in a lovely apt that I never imagined I would leave.  Until 2 months ago when we suddenly decided to move in to a house to share with Audra & K.   I had just started sifting thru stuff to discard when I had to change gears to packing to move.  I'm STILL inundated with books.  I just can't make myself get rid of any, but the new house doesn't really lend itself to a library.  Do I REALLY want to live in a cave surrounded by books????

Morose

although i have been able to rid the garage and house of TONS of books, I still feel overwhelmed and closed in from all the books and piano. There is just not enough room in the house to hold the books. I Don't know why i always feel like i'm living in a cave...ugh.

funerals

One of the people from church died Friday, services are on Wed. I spent the church meeting planning my own funeral. I have all the songs and scriptures, I think. Now all I have to do is time everything. No sense in having everyone waste 3 hours of their time! What am I going to know/Care at that point?

Houses

We drove by several old houses today...none still loved and all in an advanced state of decay. Why do we not value oldness? What happened to the memories/people that once lived in those houses? Is there any reason we Should value oldness? I believe we should cherish it much more than we do. Perhaps that is a direct result of my age?

intro

too much going too wrong in my life to leave where they can see it. hence a new blog