Day 5 - 221 -- Shelves - Empty and Full

The day began with some panic and hyperbole. I calmly made a couple of calls, gathered all the information and shared this with others involved. People seemed more relaxed after managing that crisis. From there the day unfolded well. I took several cart loads of boxes up to the new office. Books now reside on the bookshelves. With a little work, it will begin to feel like home. Waiting on the movers to get to my work order and then it will be time to remove all the pictures, bulletin board materials, and empty the desk drawers and desktop. So, it seems I'm almost there and the next domino drops when another line runs into mine and releases the other intersecting lines. Until then, I wait and pack up bits of 'me' to move to their new home.

I laughed a lot with others today about the state of the office -- boxes, full and empty, scattered in piles among the furniture. Empty bookshelves seem a bit scary to see, but it is also a sign of progress. Moving is a disruption of the status quo. Routines change and change can create anxiety. Some of the immediate future is beginning to take shape, which quells the nausea that accompanies distress. Much still resides in fog and shadow, but that will take shape as time passes.

The lyric(and title) that entered my consciousness today involved the time of year as well as change. I did change the pronoun from first person plural 'our' to the singular form 'my'. But, perhaps 'our' fits if I think of the office space as an entity. The second lyric from this song that struck me was, "Living for the day, worries far away." This seemed to be what I have been striving for lately. I love the lyrics and melody as they tell a wonderful story of memories past. Enjoy!

Our Last Summer -- ABBA