![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Workers came today to fix the interior damage from my formerly leaky roof. It took most of the weekend and part of Tuesday night/Wednesday morning to box up all of my stuff and move it into the living room and basement. My gerbils took being moved exactly like I expected- they were confused as always and settled back into their normal routine after a while.
My shelves are now completely devoid of Transformers, my DVD collection is in several boxes, my various software CDs are packed away, and I only recently determined what box I used to store my meager quantity of art supplies.
On the plus side, I found a few hidden treasures while extracting the contents of my room: a small green box from Hudson's (I still hate that the stores were renamed Marshall Field's), the keys to my first car (RIP 1991 electric red Taurus station wagon), and a blank CD-RW.
The DVD of my mp3/Ogg Vorbis collection is now missing since I forgot to label it, but I was able to employ the CD-RW in a project I've been working on for my local libraries.
My art supplies were packed up for a few days, so my attempts to restart drawing every day are going to feel like I'm making no progress whatsoever. I need to keep at it since I won't become adequate unless I make myself practice.
I also took the opportunity to move my furniture, vacuum and dust in every nook and cranny, remove the last remnants of a punctured can of pop, and clean things up in general. You wouldn't believe where lost hair accumulates when you have a lot of it. (Thankfully, I'm not going bald. The natural loss and replacement of hair is just more noticeable when it's longer.)
Now, time for more attempts at art.
"Time and patience" - Pa'U Zhotoh Zhaan
My shelves are now completely devoid of Transformers, my DVD collection is in several boxes, my various software CDs are packed away, and I only recently determined what box I used to store my meager quantity of art supplies.
On the plus side, I found a few hidden treasures while extracting the contents of my room: a small green box from Hudson's (I still hate that the stores were renamed Marshall Field's), the keys to my first car (RIP 1991 electric red Taurus station wagon), and a blank CD-RW.
The DVD of my mp3/Ogg Vorbis collection is now missing since I forgot to label it, but I was able to employ the CD-RW in a project I've been working on for my local libraries.
My art supplies were packed up for a few days, so my attempts to restart drawing every day are going to feel like I'm making no progress whatsoever. I need to keep at it since I won't become adequate unless I make myself practice.
I also took the opportunity to move my furniture, vacuum and dust in every nook and cranny, remove the last remnants of a punctured can of pop, and clean things up in general. You wouldn't believe where lost hair accumulates when you have a lot of it. (Thankfully, I'm not going bald. The natural loss and replacement of hair is just more noticeable when it's longer.)
Now, time for more attempts at art.
"Time and patience" - Pa'U Zhotoh Zhaan
