so much for a weekly update...

Many times I have thought of things to write-interesting things, ideas, plans, and the mundane--but I always seem to forget by the time I make it to a computer and more often than not have school work in line ahead of blog update. So know that thoughts do exist......

Each morning I desire to wake *early and design the day like I would if I had 'traditional' classes; blocking time off to create a niche for each subject. I bought a large dry-erase board to help organize this structure, but it hasn't proven to be so easy. The clean, neatly printed schedule I envisioned so clearly has given way to notes and scribbles that are barely legible to me. I feel like I'm doing class work constantly, and if I'm not doing it I'm thinking about it and feeling guilty that I'm not doing it...but if it is to be like this at any time in one's life---the crazy, late-night-early- morning attempts and eating (homemade, thank-you) mashed potatoes at 9pm for dinner while brewing the tenth pot of coffee for the day---then it's the time right now, the time spent hurling yourself towards formal education.
There has been some consistency though. For the last few days I have been greeted in the morning by two cardinal birds perched outside my bedroom window. There is a small-ish tree that they-a male and a female-have been occupying and I watch as they take turns hopping closer to the window to share a piece of fruit produced by the tree. Although neat to see birds around your bedroom window, the interesting part to me is that I've only seen them right after waking, and it doesn't matter if it's 6:30am or 9am. I tried taking a picture of the bright red male, but the camera kept focusing on the screen, and not what was beyond the screen.
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As far as the unpacking and house-organization goes, I'm no longer climbing over boxes, but I'm far from knowing where everything is. Because there are three of us and the house is *cozy (or is charming the real-estate word?) we decided to try and sort out what we each need immediately/daily and put the rest in the attic for now. That eliminated the box problem, but I basically put into practice my professional skills as a procrastinator and placed many things into boxes for "a rainy day", that is, to be sorted on some grand day when I'm going to have nothing else to do...
Speaking of weather, as I sit here in jeans and a sweatshirt, I am thankful that we finally got a break from the heat. I am very welcoming of the current temperature of 77 degrees, but even when it peaks at 86, what a difference from the usual 96!
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Because school work is calling, I must end, and haven't even covered the new job and how great it is and how fast things are moving. Next time, I guess.

a new adventure

in the fashion of kely and the deeren's, i've decided to create my own blog as a means for folks to see what i'm up to outside of the mitten. i'm making it a goal to post something weekly, but i'm not certain there will really be anything of interest to write. (i.e. i ate oatmeal for breakfast...)
however, you can still call (same number), e-mail (same e-mail) and write (new address, mentioned in "moved" e-mail) as you please. (please?!)

i'm now a charlotte, nc resident. wow. another move underfoot and a new adventure to be had. nothing is unpacked yet, and i look forward to the times when i can simply open the cupboard door to get a glass or sit down to write a letter without having to first dig through five boxes to see where i placed the stationary. not to mention not having to climb over and through the maze of boxes that are currently residing in every room...
i'm also looking forward to being settled in a way i'm not sure i've ever really been. i will be setting up an art space for myself with all things being organized so when creativity (and free time) emerges i will have everything waiting and ready to be used. (not in a box, waiting to be moved...again.)

it will take a bit of time before i am at that place, but i'm willing and thankful to take the neccessary roads of struggle to arrive a more organized, disciplined person.