First off, Ryan won the Novice Tournament up in Barony of Atenveldt. I am obscenely pleased, and I know he's happy as well. It was good, and I'm glad I was there.
Stuff's good overall. There's been a bit of chaos, including at least one meltdown over things that are completely pointless. I don't like it, and it tends to make life sort of crazy for those around me. Ryan and I have been working through it, since I'm pretty much incapable of doing it all on my own, and I think we've learned by now it's better to not even attempt.
It's been a matter of both getting the new stuff done as well as keeping on top of what's been done. We're actually doing alright overall, so I'm pleased with that. We've been slowly getting rid of lots of things as well, with big bags to go to Goodwill and Bookmans. While it's odd to get rid of so much of our stuff, at the same time it feels incredibly good. We've been acquiring for a long time, and it's definitely time to get rid of what we're not using.
Creativity-wise, it's been slow, but I'm oddly mostly ok with that right now. We're getting the house organized, and my head settled, and I've got projects I'm slowly working on. It's good and it's not completely overwhelming me at the moment. I'm feeling mostly settled, and calm, and life isn't bad.
And finally, I leave you with some Bukowski.
"-you know, I’ve either had a family, a job,
something has always been in the
way
but now
I’ve sold my house, I’ve found this
place, a large studio, you should see the space and
the light.
for the first time in my life I’m going to have
a place and the time to
create."
no baby, if you’re going to create
you’re going to create whether you work
16 hours a day in a coal mine
or
you’re going to create in a small room with 3 children
while you’re on
welfare,
you’re going to create with part of your mind and your body blown
away,
you’re going to create blind
crippled
demented,
you’re going to create with a cat crawling up your
back while
the whole city trembles in earthquake, bombardment,
flood and fire.
baby, air and light and time and space
have nothing to do with it
and don’t create anything
except maybe a longer life to find
new excuses
for.