Finally all the boxes are now at home and snuggled all safe in the room. Barely enough room to move around but we'll change that alright.
Yesterday, I totally screeded (yes, that IS a word) and moved the compost biostack bin. Opened it, found the pitchfork (missing among the weeds for a bit), and stack by stack, moved the pile, sifted the good from bad and ended up with a wheelbarrow of some decent stuff (more of the "gold" was at the bottom of the pile, but that's always the way it is) as well as a full stack level of open space for the kitchen food scrap waste.
We had thunderstorms this morning and our cat was totally freaked out. Poor guy was searching for spot to burrow into in the closets. After an hour and they were gone, he reappeared. Sometimes I feel like doing that too; finding a spot to burrow into and just hibernate.
I do want to be open to new experiences, like making a decision on whether to take a bit but very funny, potentially show stealing part in a show. So, I may do it because I want to get cast by this director in another show in the spring. Is that a good reason to be open to it? In any event, had my questions sent to the artistic director, who forwarded them to the director. Time will tell if he's open to it or closed.
Waiting to get those exceptionally bright lights to start the great photo montage. Also, ebay is offering free fees for listing 50 items in the next 3 days. Maybe I need to be open to that.
You know what they say: when one door closes, another opens.
I'm open to that idea.
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