random thoughts - Day 2,002 (Tuesday) - mess making

No dining happening here.

Every time it seems like a room is set up at the house, it has been messed up soon after. The crystal from the console, removed to facilitate the installation of the floating TV shelf by relocating the unit, is still all over the dining room table. It was a lovely couple weeks of having a neat and functional dining table. And dang, I have a lot of crystal. The console is temporarily set near the entryway, but needs to be moved out of the way for the couch delivery.

In preparation for the couch delivery on Wednesday, the bedroom, which had been my roomy oasis of peace and tranquility, today inherited the heavy cedar chest that had been dominating a small wall in the living room. On moving day, I had somehow forgotten about the cedar chest, which was odd, because I use it all the time to store out-of-season clothes and some vintage pieces that are in limbo waiting for me to decide what to do with them. The result of my forgetting was that it was plunked in the living room to be dealt with later. And now, it's later. 

Grilled cheese and tomato lunch. 

But first, it was time for lunch. A grilled cheese sandwich with mustard and sliced tomato was cooked up and then devoured with some potato chips. Yum. The eat-in kitchen counter is still a big mess, but grocery shopping has been in full force, the pantry is stocked, and the cooking and prep area is functional. I won't starve.

The hardest part of relocating the cedar chest was accepting the infringement of the bedroom space. The room that was so spacious is now a bit more crowded. The physical act of emptying it and dragging it across the carpeting was easy. But the living room feels extra roomy bordering on empty, which will change again tomorrow afternoon. 

After moving the cedar chest, it was the perfect time to begin the the seasonal wardrobe change. Sleeveless and short sleeve blouses were traded out of the closet and replaced with long sleeve flannel. Lightweight merino wool and cashmere sweaters started filtering into the drawers. It feels like an admission that summer, during which I failed to do any summer fun activities, is over. 

The Tuesday night dance group started the new season tonight, and I felt a little bit like a kid on the first day of school. The nerves kicked in when I couldn't find my storage bin of hip scarves, coin belts, veils. and tops. The last time I saw it or even thought about it was July when it was packed into the moving cube. Now it's somewhere in the confusion of boxes waiting to be sorted and dealt with. My yoga pants were found in a drawer, which was unusual because they usually also live in the sequin covered storage cube. The Tuesday dance bag still had a couple hip scarves and a veil, and the addition of my water bottle meant I was all set to roll.

The ride to Hudson from Gardner is much nicer than it was from Lowell because Route 495 is no longer a factor. We worked on a new dance and it was fun. The pace of the dance is a little fast, so it was challenging. 

Back at home, Kiki had emerged from her under the bed lair, and greeted me with meowing. She seemed a little stressed by the cedar chest missing from the living room, possibly having a flashback to what happened the last time furniture started disappearing. Or maybe I'm just imagining things and assigning my stress to her.