nesting

i have unofficially decided on umass medical's doctoral program.

which means we don't have to move for about 2 years, which is awesome.
which means i have to actually unpack from our move here 1.5 years ago, which is not so awesome.

when we came to NH my life was in a sort of limbo. new jobs, new state, new cohabitational partner. owning a car, for the first time. i knew i wanted to go back to school "soonish" and that would necessitate moving. so why unpack? boxes make great stackable art, coffee tables, laundry drapers, lamp and plant stands, occasional step ladders...and they are also the sole inhabitants, along with some of their contractor bag and sterilite bin friends, of our 2nd bedroom. so it's really 1 BR + storage locker.

our original intention was to turn this into an office. who needs a home office when each person spends 8-9 hours a day at a real office, no one can say. but it seemed like a good idea and indeed, where would all the garbage live if not for the second bedroom?

in a matter of months i will require a home office, a place to study biochem and physics late at night, a place to crumple pages of miswritten theses and throw darts at journal articles published by competitors. a place to draw organic structures on large wipe boards and leave them there to contemplate and admire for months on end so that i feel cool.

and this task of turning landfill into office is not unlike mucking out the mythic augean stables. but i have put myself on a strict schedule of at least 1 hour per day of serious cleaning (even picking up all pennies off the carpet). i'm on day 2; i've built worthless particle board closet modular solutions and wielded a phillips #2 like a home depot valkyrie.

hold me down; i'm making progress.