Red Cedar

i have landed, and despite a few last minute odds and ends everything went as would be expected. the last three days have been spent moving, cleaning, and unpacking. the worst of it is now over, but the next two days will be spent unpacking still as i own a lot of stuff.

i will post more, and pictures of my new place tomorrow. it is very quiet here and when i turn out the lights at night it is actually dark. please feel free to call me over the weekend as i will be home and puttering about.

i am packed – i am ready – and tomorrow morning at 9 o clock the movers show up at my door and i am officially no longer from east vancouver. you will know when the header says “blogging the collapse from roberts creek” that i have arrived.

i am burned out from moving things around and stressing about last minute details – but i wanted to post to let y’all know it’s really happening. firetrap has written a rather kind bit about my move on her blog, it almost made me cry (which isn’t hard these days)….

moving is having a greater impact on my emotional well-being than i care to admit.

i have been saying goodbye and goodbye and goodbye to all the little things that have made my world for the past 9 years – turks on saturday morning, the shops where i know the owners, the people i see on my way to work whose names i have never known. small things, to be replaced by others – but a settling sadness inescapable when one has had a great love for their neighbourhood at some time in their life (and for most of my time in this place, i have). east vancouver brought me from adolescence into adulthood and has provided a startling and colourful backdrop for so many major events in my life – it’s hard to part with that which has been a support and a comfort, even in all its noise and odour.
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