random thoughts - Day 1,987 (Monday) - mail and kiki thoughts

Small artworks on shelves.

The box unpacking continues. Slowly. Today it was a shoebox of 4-inch by 4-inch canvases, mostly from the 4 x 4 For Education fundraiser at The Brush Art Gallery and Studios. Instead of banging a million nails into the walls, the pieces went on shelves. Eight were placed on the shelves set in front of the window last week to hold a couple plants, and two were set on the bookcase shelves. This could all change (and probably will), but for now it works. 

There was a speed walk to the mailbox and the mail forwarding is finally catching up with me. There were 13 pieces of mail today, nine of which were several weeks old to the Lowell address, bundled with a rubber band. Two were final utility bills due last week but I had already paid them. I was dumb enough to think the gas and electric companies would send the bills to the new address I provided, but that wasn't the case. One piece of mail in a red envelope with the new address was a card from the seller of my house wishing me happiness in the house his mother lived in and loved for 23 years. That was thoughtful and sweet. 

Kiki in a window.

At dusk creeping into dark, Kiki emerged from the bedoom and walked around the house meowing. Was she announcing her daily awakening? Lodging a complaint to management? Declaring war? No clue.

After a loop through the living and dining room areas, she sat at the front screen door meowing. So weird. If I approached her, or even looked at her, she ran back into the bedroom. Later, she climbed up onto a dining room windowsill and quietly looked outside. Even later, she sat nearby, watching me. What I wouldn't give for a peek inside her mind.