whew…..

‘am tired….this heat has taken the wind out of my sails, so the unpacking and organizing of my apartment has been taking a long time…but, it’s getting there. i really think by tomorrow night i’ll be done – it’s a promise to myself. j is coming tomorrow eve too, and i want to be able to relax and enjoy the weekend without looking at the boxes yet to be unpacked and odds and ends yet to be organized….

was supposed to spend tonight with a couple of freinds and some wine, but had to post-pone (the tired thing…). i’ve finally started doing that – reconnecting with friends. spent a lovely hour or so yesterday at granville island with an old friend and and his family. their two daughters (aged 3 and 1) are characters who kept me laughing and smiling during most of brunch.

well, i’d better get to my task at hand….only 24 hours left until my self-imposed deadline of an organized apartment….wish me luck!

j.

whidbey island

peace...

evening solice...

 

bizmark

i’ve been there twice now, to the house down the lane bordered by forest shrubbery, with the view of the ocean….

it’s quiet, only the sounds of the birds to wake me in the morning. there is little to do, and whatever it is can be decided after the morning coffee taken on the porch…

j makes me the coffee usually (i claim to not be able to use the expresso maker).  somewhere around lurks baby-girl, who, while being a girl cat, is definitely not a baby (think 72 year old crochety woman witha touch of arthritis). she is still leary of me… muffin, on the other hand (paw) is an attention slut, and is always willing to jump onto any available lap for a scratch. j is working on convincing her to not bring any more rodents (dead or otherwise) into the house, but she is a hunter at heart…

the evenings are quiet, j, me,, the cats, and occasionally, a’s special friend – that a picture of him above. although to be thruthful, he might be a she. biz was seen with a baby racoon a few months back…..

i hope to spend more weekends there. it’s a tonic to the noise and bustle of my new home. the three hour drive south is worth it to sit on that back porch, listen to the morning birds, stand out in the rain, watch the lightening, or talk to biz as he/she comes to help himself to the remains of the catfood.

oh, ya, and there is j too of course..

peace…

“hot in the city”….

remember that old tune…?

it’s friday night in the city, and waverly and i are all tuckered out. me from unpacking some more, and from the heat – and her from …. sleeping? the last of my boxes and odds and end arrived on monday, about an hour after i got back from whidbey island (see next post), and all i’ve managed to do is move most of them into the ” sun room” for now….. i am soooo looking forward to getting settled in here….

we interrupt regularly scheduled programming for this important information….

okay, so it’s not really important information….hell, it’s not even important, unless you like baby animals and you need a smile…check out  baby zoo animals  ya, i’m a sucka…

and….she’s back….

i did it. ‘am finally here. the move i have anticipated and planned for the past year has happened. twelve years later i have left rainy the north coast and am once again perched 9a, like a bird) in lightly less rainy south coast of bc. i’m a vancouver girl now!

the move is not quite complete, but hey, waddya expect when it started the way it did? hmmm, haven’t told you that story yet? well i’ll get to that soon enough….

but for now, i’m ensconsed in my new digs getting used to the traffic noise (no, not really – i’ll never get used to that….really!) wondering how in the hell i’m going to find places for all my crap in this little apartment.

so much to write, but my bed calls….mmm, this feels good – the blogging that is (what did you think i meant…?)

 

g’night for now

 

jo