Here at the new place, the daffodillies are browning but the other flowers haven’t bloomed yet. I need to get out there to plant veggies, but it’s raining, so I’ll catch up on my words instead. I’ve fallen behind on blogging, what with packing, moving and general all-around busyness. Even at the moment, I can’t think of much fascinating to write, just making lists of what I need to do. Unpack boxes, plant garden, pick nettles to get them started drying, start indoor seeds (hoping it’s not too late), buy seeds I don’t have like squash and cucumber, and tomato bedding plants.

Thinking about it all is so much work it makes me tired. I’m leaving for several days on Friday morning so won’t have time over the weekend while the weather is (supposedly) nice. Still, it will be worth it, a business vacation with goddesses on San Juan Island. Feasting with friends will jumpstart my lagging batteries and I plan to return full of vim (love that word).

Meantime, I huddle in locked-in confusion, having unpacked little but my clothes and food. What else is there? Lots. I have way too much yet still not enough.

Immediate goals: water plants, unpack sewing machine and materials, start making hats, stash things I can’t unpack to make room for other things, rearrange furniture, put Albus together, make money, get back to work on my novel, create a myspace page, blog, make money, walk the trails, ride my bike.

I can’t put flowers out for sale because I’m between crops (what with brown-edged daffodils and nothing else up), and in a way that’s a relief. One less thing to do, but… need to make money. Mostly I need to remember to breathe.

Add breathing to the list of goals. Breathe, believe, be here now. There, that’s better. Hey, the sun’s coming out! Gotta go… the garden calls.

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