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ack! I am really pretty sure that I drastically underestimated the amount of time it would take to move out of -- and clean -- our house. I'm basing this presumption on the fact that I was planning on having all of my things moved out of our house by 4:30 pm yesterday and now it is 2:30 pm today and we are hoping to have all of our stuff moved out by the end of tonight & to have the house clean by tomorrow morning. Penelope said today that moving out of a space without having another space to move into is difficult and I agree.
Part of the problem is my housemates and I spent a good portion of yesterday cleaning up after the three-day Totally Awesome Festival we had this weekend. I really didn't get a chance to move anything until Sunday (whereas Dustin rented a truck and had his stuff moved out and his room clean by early afternoon on Sunday). I felt like I was too busy showing people from out of town around & getting things ready for the festival & cleaning & cooking & drinking & trying to relax performers who were upset about going on 1-3 1/2 hours later than when they were scheduled to play & sitting on the roof having fun and talking to people & playing basketball to pack or clean or move things until Sunday.
Another part of the problem is our telephone is now disconnected and Penelope's car needs to be jumped and Jason is trying to move out all of his stuff and is at his uncle's house and we own no mules and we are having a hard time trying to contact peoples and as such, neither of us have any way to get our things away from our house.
This weekend was fun but I felt slightly overwhelmed 63% of the time and like I was having a panic attack or about to have one 25% of the time and like I was
dreaming 10% of the time and like I was sleeping 2% of the time & it seemed like any time I was in one spot for 5 minutes or more something would arise that required my attention or I was in the habit of having something arise to require my attention and as a result thereof would instinctively act as though I had something that had arisen that required my attention and then I would leave that spot and travel to another spot where something similar would occur and this cycle continued for 3 days. I don't enjoy the feeling of always spending time in groups of people -- lack of one-on-one time with people can feel really un-intimate and strange. I feel like I have no idea where I am in regards to my relationships with other people or where my head is or where my socks are but I am happy to be about to be based in Ypsilanti again as I like the familiarity of things and people and friends and rivers. And maybe sleep again too.
I feel like it would be nice to spend a couple months living in a shack somewhere in the middle of the woods with nothing but a shotgun and a domesticated raccoon and a deck of playing cards and some cashews.
Part of the problem is my housemates and I spent a good portion of yesterday cleaning up after the three-day Totally Awesome Festival we had this weekend. I really didn't get a chance to move anything until Sunday (whereas Dustin rented a truck and had his stuff moved out and his room clean by early afternoon on Sunday). I felt like I was too busy showing people from out of town around & getting things ready for the festival & cleaning & cooking & drinking & trying to relax performers who were upset about going on 1-3 1/2 hours later than when they were scheduled to play & sitting on the roof having fun and talking to people & playing basketball to pack or clean or move things until Sunday.
Another part of the problem is our telephone is now disconnected and Penelope's car needs to be jumped and Jason is trying to move out all of his stuff and is at his uncle's house and we own no mules and we are having a hard time trying to contact peoples and as such, neither of us have any way to get our things away from our house.
This weekend was fun but I felt slightly overwhelmed 63% of the time and like I was having a panic attack or about to have one 25% of the time and like I was
dreaming 10% of the time and like I was sleeping 2% of the time & it seemed like any time I was in one spot for 5 minutes or more something would arise that required my attention or I was in the habit of having something arise to require my attention and as a result thereof would instinctively act as though I had something that had arisen that required my attention and then I would leave that spot and travel to another spot where something similar would occur and this cycle continued for 3 days. I don't enjoy the feeling of always spending time in groups of people -- lack of one-on-one time with people can feel really un-intimate and strange. I feel like I have no idea where I am in regards to my relationships with other people or where my head is or where my socks are but I am happy to be about to be based in Ypsilanti again as I like the familiarity of things and people and friends and rivers. And maybe sleep again too.
I feel like it would be nice to spend a couple months living in a shack somewhere in the middle of the woods with nothing but a shotgun and a domesticated raccoon and a deck of playing cards and some cashews.