Jan 08, 2007 23:12
The morning start up was early again today so that I could get back to my childhood bedroom. I amassed a stack of old records and three more boxes of books while entertaining much conversation with Gordon in my passing up and down the stairs. I only kept two boxes for myself, entertaining all my old childhood favorites (Madeline, Douglas, Lewis, etc) and the entirety of my early Arthurian collection. The only unbook object that came today was my blue yoga mat, which I'm still trying to decide whether or not to donate.
I dropped by Half Price to sell off all the stacks of books and records, before proceeding to lunch with Gordon. We do get along surprisingly well in very short spurts, and exceedingly well now that he's planning my Graduation reception. He truly loves to plan things like this. Thus, since it makes him quite happy and I'd like to have small gathering post my commencement, I do quietly, amusedly, just let him go on with his plans. I need to get him the current lists for invitations and announcements, as well as go over those lists with my mother to begin discussing people.
Stopped by on the way home to pick up Billy, then commenced with taking down all of Christmas. He was magic with managing my tree into it's new box, which while we took apart I donated much of my old youth-inspired ornaments and unused Yule tide brick-a-brack. I've managed down in much fewer boxes this year and said goodbye to this kind of Christmas. Also, while putting things away fell into another wave of acknowledgement on things that are not being used and should be donated.
More from the kitchen, more from the living room, far more from everywhere. The dragons have come down from my bathroom. There is a little sadness from it as well, but not as much as I thought there might be. Now there are matching small black shelves and the butterfly above them. Plus, I'm presently toying with putting Carrie's Daisy candle holder on the far wall so that it might give me the ability to take baths by candle light without having to watch over my candle.
The afternoon was rather surprising. It started out as a nap that didn't work out due to mutual allergies, which turned into curled up talking and exploded quite suddenly into more, which laughably subsided into an hour of the most blissful rest, curled up close in his arms the entire time. I had quite missed that simplicity within our business, so in my very few seconds awake when he wasn't I gave amazingly clear aching, loving, thankfulness for the soft, warm chest beneath my ear. The constant heart beats which marched into my being. The strong, but gentle arm encircling my shoulders. The chin dipped into my head, bobbing with the subtlest of movements, rippling my hair with his breaths.
I went to drop off Billy but ended up invited out to dinner with his parents at Texas Roadhouse. Found out about the trip during Spring Break, which means I definitely know not to plan anything for that week now. Came home and did the bathroom decor change over. Tomorrow will involve more boxes of donation things. Apparently at this snails pace I'll end up giving up half of everything I own by the end of living at this apartment, bringing me into just what I'd need and what small extras I love by the time I have to move it all again.
More BBC Robin Hood before I spend a few hours peeking at my new cookbook.
Love to you all
Krino e Elo
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