So sorry to have been a bad blogger, moving is hell on an OCF (as my friends say: it's not a disorder, it's a function). It's likely to continue a little while longer. My life is full of boxes, and will remain so through the end of the month.
I find myself contemplating the ramifications of psychological safety objects; i.e. the things one can not stand to pack until the very last minute. In my, case these seem to be my desk, one tea cup, the kettle, and my clothes. What does that say about me as a person? I'm a writer, tea aficionado, and superficial? Or, I invest identity in paperwork, am addicted to caffeine, and like to stay warm? You'd think it would be shoes and books but they are already boxed. (For your edification 49 pairs of shoes fits into 3 plastic tubs.)
3 grocery bags of clothing have gone to consignment, 3 bags to friends plus 2 bags of sewing stuff. About 10 bags of clothing plus other items have gone to charity, and one bag of books to the library. Conclusion from this mathematic word problem? I was living with too much crap.
GAIL'S DAILY DOSE
Your Moment of Parasol . . .
Your Infusion of Cute . . .
Tiny working digital camera
Your Tisane of Smart . . .
Amazing video on dressing for the 1870s.
Your Writerly Tinctures . . .
Link not working, no time to de-bug, sorry.
Now in production. The release date on Amazon
Etiquette & Espionage:
Handed in last of the edits, waiting on copy edits. Release date Fall 2012.
The Parasol Protectorate Abroad Book the First
Prudence floats! Release date sometime 2013. She's started waking me up in the middle of the night with ideas.
One of my male reader comes out of the woodwork.
Quote of the Day:
"Tea's proper use is to amuse the idle, and relax the studious, and dilute the full meals of those who cannot use exercise, and will not use abstinence."
~ Samuel Johnson