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With a little help from our friends
My place is SO MUCH more organized than it was at the beginning of the weekend. I had resigned myself to making very slow incremental progress, and then my neighbor's friend took all the large cardboard boxes away for me, and that made room for me to shift some things around, and then an old friend I hadn't seen in 15 years came over today and we rearranged a lot of the furniture and hung some art and unpacked a couple more boxes, and the downstairs is really as good as it's going to get until I have a bike shed for the bikes.
Big breath of relief.
On Saturday, I took BART with my bike right back to where I was living in El Cerrito to get my next 15 lb bag of rice from the big Asian market, and while I was there, I went to the El Cerrito farmers market again too. Then I biked home on the Bay Trail, which is gorgeous, right on the water. That's new since I lived here before.
Right when I stopped to take in the view, a friend in Berkeley texted me, so I went the rest of the way home, had lunch, then biked to her house and went for a walk with her and her sweet little beagle/pug mix. Then I kept going into Berkeley for a singing gathering that got moved from next weekend - so I got to attend that *and* go to Michele Simon's workshop next weekend at BalkanFest.
When I got to Portland in 2005, I was unpacking and doing everything completely alone. This move has been so different from that. I am so grateful. For old connections that have endured, for being better at asking for help, and for abundant kindness from friends and strangers.
Big breath of relief.
On Saturday, I took BART with my bike right back to where I was living in El Cerrito to get my next 15 lb bag of rice from the big Asian market, and while I was there, I went to the El Cerrito farmers market again too. Then I biked home on the Bay Trail, which is gorgeous, right on the water. That's new since I lived here before.
Right when I stopped to take in the view, a friend in Berkeley texted me, so I went the rest of the way home, had lunch, then biked to her house and went for a walk with her and her sweet little beagle/pug mix. Then I kept going into Berkeley for a singing gathering that got moved from next weekend - so I got to attend that *and* go to Michele Simon's workshop next weekend at BalkanFest.
When I got to Portland in 2005, I was unpacking and doing everything completely alone. This move has been so different from that. I am so grateful. For old connections that have endured, for being better at asking for help, and for abundant kindness from friends and strangers.
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What a lovely change
Top notch!
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Here is something amusing to brighten your day. I just thought you particularly might like it.
https://jaune-chat.tumblr.com/post/694797499229175808
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