It’s been so difficult to blog recently. And I think the reason why is this:

Life is great and I don’t have anything to hide anymore.

But I don’t really feel like sharing it here.

In late December, I took a trip to Cambridge to see my friend Jamie - I have not seen since him he visited me about 7 years ago while I was living in Northampton. Jamie was in town for interviews. I took some photos as we strolled about Harvard Square before meeting up with him. I don’t know why I didn’t publish this blog entry before. Oh well.

In fewer than ten days my father will retire from his job that he has worked at as long as I have been alive and probably before that. Last time we talked, he said that he is going to get his house ready to sell. This is the house I grew up in. Many years ago I would have been sad about this, but I am grown up now and realize that nothing lives in perpetuity.

One thing I need to do, though, is get my piano out of that house. Back around Christmas when we talked about his retirement we made arrangements to split the cost of moving it up here to Massachusetts. Now that I have a house of my own, this is a plan that I can realistically carry out.

I can already see it in here. I have plenty of room and think it will help fill up this space quite nicely. I don’t know what else I’ll do with it. I know at least one person who can play it, and there are piano books in the bench that I can dust off and try out. I used to play when I was a teenager, but gave it up because I didn’t have the drive within myself to practice.

I don’t know why I’m blogging about this, but I am excited about having it back and then figuring out what it means to have it.

You have no idea how disgusting my kitchen is right now.

Last night was Brittnie’s birthday night and following a delightful trip to Blue Heron - however more awesome could a restaurant be? I don’t know that it’s possible - we ended up here eating molten chocolate cake and talking about death and burying and cremation. And then we listened to Comcast Crap Music (search around channel 500 to see what I mean).

By midnight I’d felt the effects of a long week of little sleep and lots of illness and sort of maybe said it was time to wrap it up.

And now it’s the next day plus one hour and I’m here on my sofa and my kitchen is a molten chocolate mess and my laundry needs to get done.

And I’m still so very tired.

But, I have just come up with the best plan, which involves doing my laundry at a location that is A) near a grocery store and B) near a fabric store. What better place to put a laundromat? I don’t know that there is one. The unfortunate thing is that I have to get dressed and ready in order to carry out the laundry plan. I don’t know that I’ve ever hated doing laundry more than in 2007.

There is no house news really. I mean, there are horrific stories of bad electrical work in the business part of the house, but I would rather not think about it right now.

Next time I write it will be about my father retiring and a piano.

This morning my first mortgage payment was withdrawn from my bank account. All of my tenants are paying me on time and all is well on my corner.

What have I been up to. The highlight recently was seeing the Winterpills at Iron Horse last Saturday. Philip and Flora and Dennis and Dave and Brian created brilliant arrangements for the new songs and assembled a
distinguished and talented cast of guest appearances, culminating in an
amazing “Folded Cloth” closer. I brought some
friends along who didn’t really know a lot about the band and I hope
are now converts to the church of Winterpills.

Seriously, best band ever.

It’s been a month or so of lots and lots of changes as
many of you know. Not just the house but many other things. I’m not too keen on talking about my personal life, but as a newly single person, my focus
has been on remembering who I am, trying to have a good time and spend more time with friends. There have been some dark, lonely,
uncertain nights.
There have also been some great moments, like Winterpills night,
dark dining room night, Vietnamese food, the housewarming and so many more.

Presently, my goal is to save money towards getting the house electrical upgrade and work has been intense as we are covering high school basketball finals.

Blech, I’m getting so journaly.