A New Accumulation

Home on the rangeI love moving as much as the next guy, which is to say, not that much. Stuff accumulates, and that stuff has to be put in boxes, carried out, carried in, and then unpacked again so it can serve as the foundation for new accumulations. Lists must be made and schedules adhered to, and of course there's the cleaning ritual at the previous address. Then there's the settling-in period at the new place, where nothing is where it ought to be anymore, causing the brain to forge new connections in order to locate things like toothpaste, and food.

But I'm getting used to my new environment by and by, and I've managed to locate most of my possessions now. There seems to be some new stuff, too — things I don't remember seeing before. A dog, for example, and also a vegetable patch. I like the dog very much, but it's still too early in the season to know how I'll feel about the proceeds from the garden.

They say location is everything, and although I'm still not entirely sure where I am, the mountains are almost certainly larger than they were before. I consider this a good thing, because it means (1) I haven't accidentally moved to Kansas, and (2) I won't have as far to go if I decide to become a mountain man.

At any rate, I'm generally optimistic about the new place, and I hope I don't have to move again for a long time. Change is good, as long as it doesn't happen too often.

 

2 comments:

  1. Delightful to see a new posting! Great fun—especially the second paragraph!

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  2. Thanks, Craig! Hope I can keep it going this time.

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