Sunday 15 May 2011

Not exactly sure what's going on out there

The weather and the calendar and my expectations for what they mean are all not matching up. It is May. It is raining, but it is not the beautiful welcoming rain of last summer and the air is cold and still requires blankets at night and slippers in the day.

The beginning of the week was so hot that the cats in our house did not even yell for food from our house/cat-sitter, and Boris is now shedding great clumps of fur at the slightest move. His sister keeps trying to eat them. Cats are not normal creatures.

Today my father and I wandered up into the attic to look at what all we've got stored up there. It is time to start bringing it all back down and sorting it out. Most of my things are still in boxes, or are monstrous pieces of furniture acting useful around the house.

Next week begins my summer schedule. This week my co-worker leaves and another co-worker arrives. People do not replace other people. Our hours are shifting, our responsibilities will also. I will miss my friend. I wonder if I am conserving energy, or at least not using my full allocation in the deluded hope that I can shunt some of it her way as she will need it to entertain and say her farewells.

Much has happened in the last month. There are many words to add to the things that have happened. Today is for some quiet reassessment and observation. We've seen the shelves in the attic and now have a better idea what it will take to get things begun. Tomorrow my parents begin looking for our storage unit. Tomorrow our new co-worker begins. Today I must do laundry and read some more and pet the cats and enjoy dinner with my mother and father as it is my mother's birthday.

These deadlines are always such odd things. They are there for a reason - they define beginnings and ends and that is completely acceptable, but they hum like some over-zealous magnet and it is not always easy to stay out of their way.