random thoughts – Day 1,902 – (Sunday) – photos, dancing, packing

In the life and schedule shakeup and stretch of unusual events, this morning the belly dance troupe had a photo shoot at our usual practice space. There were lights and cameras and all sorts of group configurations and individual photos in two different costumes. It was quick and efficient. 

After the photo session, we had our dress rehearsal for a showcase we are performing in on Friday. We were already in full costume and after a troupe update we hit the floor for run-throughs of our dances. Two of our members can’t make the Friday show, so some reconfigurations of the lineup were needed in a couple places, but we’ve got it covered.

Preparing for a
new journey.

After the photos and the dancing it was straight back to The BungaLowell for the day’s exciting session of life-sized Jenga in the moving unit. The foundation set yesterday was very well thought out, thanks to my friends, and my memories of the move nine years ago. Today I was able to fill in some gaps with small boxes and space bags of winter sweaters and vintage clothes. 

The spare room is, for the first time in nine years, almost empty. There is a desk, chair, and lots of 14" x 18" and 16" x 20" frames with photos. One of the biggest mysteries of the past couple days is how I packed the many framed photos for the move from Tennessee. There is zero recall of how they were wrapped and packed for the shipping cube from Tennessee to Mass, or how I loaded them into the moving pod from Fitchburg to Lowell three years later. They survived the journeys, so it’s puzzling that I can’t remember how I prepared them and set them in the moving unit.  

A sturdy Amazon pantry box was called into service for some kitchen items, even though that wasn’t part of the initial objective. The cast iron fry pan, flat pancake pan, and muffin pan were set in it, along with cake pans, bakery bags, and other things that I decide I won’t need soon. Easter and Valentine’s Day cookie cutters, single serve Bundt pans, and other new in the box items that have occupied drawer space for the entire time here and never once been used or even considered for use were gathered. They were boxed for the growing donation pickup scheduled for Monday.

Roses are blooming.

While filling a glass of water and staring out the kitchen window, I noticed the lawn is shaggy again, and in need of mow number three for the season. There was time to mow before dark, but no energy for it. That will be a Monday evening chore, weather permitting. 

The roses have begun to bloom in the front yard, flanked by the irises. Unlike everyone else's long blooming roses elsewhere on the street, mine never bloom for very long, so I need to notice them before it's all done.