homeward bound

now playing: lynn miles, "this heart that lives in winter"


for reasons that i don't really understand, i always feel like crap if i sleep longer than 8 hours on a weeknight.

i can sleep 'til noon on a weekend and be all right with the world, but if i fall asleep before 10 pm on a weeknight, i'm guaranteed to be useless the next day.

my mission today is to accept this as fact and set aside whatever denial i might want to continue to engage in...'cuz i can no longer ignore the facts.

last night, i went upstairs after wendy and i got home at around 9:50, with intentions to change clothes and get ready to do some packing...i laid down across the bed before i did, though, and didn't wake up until 1:30 in the morning...having mysteriously shed my clothes in the time since, although i don't remember doing so. we had a huge thunderstorm last night, with lightning illuminating the entire bedroom and claps of thunder that shook the entire house. i was surprised i didn't hear every car alarm on the block go off - a few peals sounded as though they'd struck on the sidewalk below the bedroom window.

i fell back to sleep with no effort whatsoever after lying there for a few minutes, reveling in the perceived security of the bedroom...listening to the rain fall outside and the violence of the storm. the last thought that i remember was that i was glad i wasn't playing lap steel with a metal folding chair at the moment...

it looks as though we've secured movers for the day of the 26th - a buddy of mine from work has offered to take the job on, but i told him that i wouldn't even begin to discuss his fee until he came over and took a look around the house at all the crap we have. otherwise, i know he'd undercharge me, and i don't want that on my head. i want to still be his friend after this is all over...and i know that if i were in his position and walked in my house after coughing up a lowball figure, i'd be bummed.

i do intend to dismantle as much as i possibly can over the course of this and next week, though, to try and make this as easy as possible on the wretched souls who find themselves involved in this whole process.

last night was supposed to be "clean out the fridge and dismantle the studio" night, but i blew it.

which means i'll just have to work extra hard tonight when i get home from rehearsal. 's ok.


some major decisions were made last night, though, over a chicken strips salad and wendy's customary serving of bacon at denny's...

1. we're going to give the kids the bookshelves that we currently own - we have some white ones that'll go with jayda's existing furniture, and dylan will get the others, as they fit in with his room and what he has..and we'll probably replace them with a matching set, as opposed to the hodgepodge that we currently have.

2. the wall unit that i currently have in the studio will be put in the garage, and i'll have to build a new one for the new studio space, with its drastically lower ceilings and different layout.

3. while actually turning the attic into a living space might be prohibitive, we will probably turn the small side of the attic (in the back of the house) into an art area, with the drafting table and the easel relocated up there. the light in the window at the back seems perfect for such a thing...although we'll have to address some climate issues. it seems like a good "get away from the rest of the occupants of the house" space, though.

4. most of the stuff to be stored in the garage will be going upstairs - while the downstairs area will be used for bicycles and the like, and for a workshop-esque space. i neglected to ask if there's a full electrical service out there...but there's overhead lights, so that should be sufficient to get started. plus, it gives me a place to put those great cabinets that i have in the basement now that i'd hate to have to get rid of...although i don't see myself setting up a computer shop out there.


i'm ruminating waaaay too much about this stuff in this particular space, though..suffice to say i'm pretty psyched about this move.

this weekend, jayda begins her participation in kutztown universitys' upward bound program - which, to summarize, takes her in as a full time student, living in the dorm for five weeks.

i'm interested to see what effect this program has on her - whether she enjoys it or not. i don't think that she has any idea just how wide open the possibilities that lay before her are. even in this day and age, when the gap between the haves and the have-nots has opened to unheard of proportions, she has an incredibly bright future, if she'll resolve herself to going out and making it happen for her. i worry that she doesn't realize this sometimes...for reasons i won't really get into too much here.

i think that she'll do pretty well in the long run, though. she's too smart not to.