Saturday sabbath

Watching season two of "Carnivale." It's just plain disturbing and weird. I love it. Bram called, wanting to talk about having dinner, and so I'm making chicken and rice and cornbread.

I exchanged a few emails with my best friend from college today. He's doing well with his new business it seems. I asked him if he'd given any consideration to traveling on the QM2 cruise that I want to go on. He said that he felt too old, out of shape and unwilling to put up with "a ship of young party animals."

I say that we'll have the run of the place from 0700 to noon, and scroom.

I had a day of rest today; Saturdays are the only day I can do that. I still have to pull together some definitions for myself for tomorrow morning.

I'm going to be glad to move to the old townhouse in a week or so. I was thinking that it is going to be a shame to have to abandon the blue leather sofa that's been in my bedroom; I just don't know that it will fit in my new bedroom.

I was going to buy two XM Innos - one for me and one for John II. I thought about it for three days - and decided that trying to please John II wasn't a good move, and that I'd just never use a portable XM radio myself. My money would be better spent on upgrading to a Treo 700p, since my Treo is half dead. There is a car mount kit that I want to put in my car that will make it easier to see and use, has a built in charger, and will allow me to use the Treo as a navigation device which is VERY cool.

I've been looking at all of the stuff that I have here in the house that hasn't been used since I've moved in here. The clearance sale is going to just get bigger. Appliances that haven't been used are going out on sale, glassware, vases, tschotkes, wall art, printed music, CDs, books, dishes, collectibles, and so on.

Some of this will be donated to the church for the garage sale, some donated to the church for use at the church, and some listed on eBay for sale. If I can find someone to help me with the digital camera work and the uploading. Other than that, it's ALL going over to the eBay consignment store. Yurg.

In my mind, I'm already moving. I'm seeing what's going where, how things go together, so on.

I think John II is going to end up moving in with his girlfriend fairly soon - by spring, anyway. He's spending 100% of his time with her.

So funny to be the one with the inside joke, and not able to say anything at all about it. The innuendo and synchroncity is sometimes exquisitely painful.

I've just found a bunch more Marvin the Martian stuff on eBay. Really fun stuff.

I'm sorry in a lot of ways to be leaving this house. I'm also not sorry; it's in need of so much attention, and there is so much about it that I don't yet know. It's expensive to keep up, and it's expensive to keep warm or cool. I'm excited about the new house in some ways, but mostly because of the stability that it will represent. I have some ideas to upgrade and improve it, but those aren't anything that must be done. I'm going to clip out a bunch of these climbing ivy plants and have them growing up the brick walls in the patio. I'm thinking that the patio can be neatly made into a lush green garden spot. I had thought about a hot tub, but I'm thinking instead of a fountain. Obviously, the coy pond won't be going in there, as I'd have to build up a pile of dirt to sink it into, and it would occupy a lot of space. The hot tub would occupy even more.

So, it's going to be a tranquil, green garden space, with seating, and green climbing the walls, hanging in baskets, and peppered with the color of flowers. I think that the hibiscus and the rubber trees will do great out there, as will all of the hanging baskets.

This buildup to breakthrough is frustrating. I feel like I should be able to process through this much more easily than I'm doing. I'm clear about the behavior patterns that are the outward manifestations of the beliefs. I'm clear about the ways that those patterns hold me back. I'm clear that this way is not how I want to continue on. I just can't get clear on it.

Perhaps the Psych-K seminar will solve some of these issues. If I like it, I'm going to get trained as a Psych-K instructor.

My next thing is to create my budget goals, and then reverse engineer the milestones to reach them.

It's clouding over. I wonder if that's related to my desire to have a big old nap.