moving | another damn life

a different city

Posted by lyn | Jan 24, 2014 | musings | 13

One of my favorite pastimes, outside of plotting what to eat next and furtively watching my...

the big chill

Posted by lyn | Nov 1, 2013 | everyday life | 9

LET THE RECORD SHOW that by the end of my first October in Colorado I was ready for summer again....

the beginning is the end is

Posted by lyn | Sep 30, 2013 | musings | 4

Things seen on my recent morning runs: Two bent old women, each holding the leash of a tiny,...

summertime

Posted by lyn | Aug 8, 2013 | musings | 3

Back in 1991, when DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince released Summertime, I’d splay out on...

scenes from a home reno

Posted by lyn | Aug 2, 2013 | musings | 7

Somewhere out there is a Tumblr called People of Home Depot, and one of the grainy, blurry cell...

hello, part two

Posted by lyn | Apr 3, 2013 | everyday life | 16

Oh hey, I promised more crappy photos from our moving convoy and dadgum, I’ll deliver. By...

hello, part one

Posted by lyn | Mar 29, 2013 | everyday life | 3

How about that? We made it to Colorado with minimal death and destruction. I can’t...

goodbye

Posted by lyn | Mar 15, 2013 | true story | 2

I’m walking down a driveway. I’m nervous. I think I’m in the right place, but...

gone tomorrow

Posted by lyn | Mar 13, 2013 | everyday life | 3

You guys are pretty tired of me talking about moving, yeah? Well fret not, for it’s actually...

here today

Posted by lyn | Mar 8, 2013 | everyday life | 10

So I guess the final weeks of preparing for out-of-state move are not unlike the final weeks of...

the burden of stuff

Posted by lyn | Mar 5, 2013 | musings | 11

Since January, in preparation for the move, we’ve been going through our stuff and donating or tossing the items we no longer want or need. “You know what would be fun?” I thought. “It would be fun to...

here comes the new, again

Posted by lyn | Jan 9, 2013 | everyday life | 14

There was a point, five days before Christmas, where I was lying on a mat on my living room floor. I was trying to do pilates, but tears kept rolling into my ears, and nothing the relentlessly cheerful video instructor was...

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