Don't Hate Me

Okay, I'll tell you where our next post is. You have to promise not to hate me.

But first, here's the most recent block of Space 4 Rent. There's a giant squid-like alien looming over the house. Maybe he's protecting the house. Or not. Is the little alien in the doorway happy to see him or afraid? Hmmm could be anything.

I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed by the idea of moving. The giant squid monster hovering in the background. Could be a good move, might not be. But it's gonna be a change and I hate change. I mean really hate change. I hate moving and starting over. I hate living so far away from friends and family and I hate flying in planes. And yet here I am doing all those things. And not just once, but pretty much over and over again. Sigh.

I do this voluntarily and am always happy whenever I get to wherever I'm going and get settled. I like being settled and having routines. It's the transition period that bites. So I'm going to sound crankier than I should about what should be making me ecstatically happy.

Our next post is Paris. At least theoretically. It's been assigned,we're supposed to go there, but so much can change between then and now, so I'm not holding my breath. Don't want to be too happy about it so that if the plan changes I won't be crushed. But there you have it. We're supposed to be in Paris, probably by the end of the year.

I don't know any of the details yet. Don't have them and won't for ages. That's part of what makes me irritable. This move is going to be hard. We came here without cats and now we have four to transport and temporarily house while we're back in the D.C. area for several weeks. And amazingly enough, most places say maximum of two pets. And that might be the case with Parisienne (however that is spelled) landlords as well.

I know there will be good, excellent, fantastic, wonderful, happy things about Paris. I know that. Just hard to see at the moment. I'll be fine once we're settled. And hey, if you're a quilter and you live in Paris, please email me.

I've dragged my fabric back out for "Terms of Endearment" - unfortunately I've mixed piles up and I have to figure out exactly which ones I was using and which of my new ones will work. I've decided to toss a few blocks out, which I'm not sure I ever even posted. I don't want such deep dark reds and oranges. I finally got most of the fabric and baggied strips and the sewing machine all ready to go and then I decided to come sit and chat with ya'all instead. Ooh, lazy gal strikes again.