About a month after that last post, pretty much everything in my life was in complete upheaval and very little settled down until about a month ago. I wish I could say that the plans I made were the anchor that kept me safe and sane, but I let go of just about everything that wasn't a requirement (and a few things that were) in order to keep hold of the things most important to me. A few therapy sessions, a new job, a job loss, one massive job hunt, a month of unemployment, many nights and days of worry, and I'm here, at Nov. 1, 2009. It's turned out to be the kind of year I'd like to sleep through and wake up to a new start, but life doesn't work like that.
I'm taking an online class on developmental psychology, working in a new school district, with a completely different student body and a new (baffling) curriculum. I'm supposed to start volunteering at the museum my friend is curator of, but my new job has me so tired out that I haven't yet found the time. My new students are, by and large, delightful, but some of them are a whole new world of behavioral and cognitive issues I've never dealt with and it is exhausting work. I know that volunteering at the museum will be good for me on a few fronts, so I really do want to set up a time with W and get a better look at the job ahead and plan some time weekly, accordingly.
Things at home are starting to settle back into a comfortable routine and I've gotten the living room into a much cozier state and the layout is far better than anything we've tried before. The dining room is starting to fall into place, but I have some issues of rearranging to deal with, not least of which is switching up the shelving with the stereo and records, as the latter have recently become a scratching post for the hateful one. My folks were kind enough to buy us a file cabinet last month, so I'm trying to dedicate an hour or two a week to sorting through boxes, reorganizing files, and shredding unnecessary paperwork. Ideally, I'd like to save the shredding and use it as cushion when I have to pack fragile items. The office/guest room will actually be a usable space once I get through all the boxes of papers. I'm going to have to step it up this month, because Morgan offered to help me organize the house and trash old stuff over Thanksgiving. I'm such a sentimental person that being ruthless with clutter doesn't happen unless I have ruthless supervision.
I've been looking at lots of design blogs the last few days and I'm hoping to start posting some of my ideas and favorites on here, as well as keeping up with some of the reading I'm doing and reflections on that.
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