Saturday, May 31, 2014

Coming Together

A few days later and things are starting to come together.  The minpins have a new home together with a family that really wanted them.  It was touching, Jack said.  They have an autistic son and the 'fierce' minpin, Sake jumped into his lap almost instantly and laid down.  Fate.

Lucy the imperial tortie went to live with our friends at the Gayboy Mansion.  She is being spoiled rotten and is finally the Queen she obviously felt entitled to be. 

My two beloved black boys, RuPaul and Fey Wray went to live with the lady who found them originally, running under parked cars at 4 weeks old.  It was a difficult parting but they're together with a new family that will love them like I do.

Someone is coming today for the tarantulas-he has THIRTY (Oh My God) so I have confidence in his ability to care for them.  Anyone with 30 spiders is some kind of special, I guess.  Yikes.

I've gotten more done this week than I could initially see.  The garage is packed full of things for next week's sale and the stacks of boxes in the house have grown.  I've purged a ton of stuff as I went so it's not as bad as I thought it would be.  Still a lot to do however.

19 days till moving day.  5 more days of work till my last day (coincidentally the day of the sale, bwahahahaha).

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Moving to Portland

Oregon, that is.  We have exactly 21 days until the moving van arrives and I am not ready. It seems no matter how much I purge or how much I pack that every surface is covered with things and stuff and such.  Very frustrating.

We have wanted to leave Memphis for nearly as long as we've been here.  It has not been a comfortable place for us to live as a gay couple and the racism here is terrifying.  So is the poverty.  I realize these are things that exist nearly everywhere but in Memphis it is amplified somehow to a pitch somewhere just under the shriek of a 2 year old.

We believe Oregon is more progressive and plan to marry there after our arrival.  It is clearly the fiber mecca and I have information on 5 guilds/groups that meet in the Portland area on a regular basis.  I have my spindles and wheel packed and ready to go into our little pull along trailer.  Such things cannot be handed over to movers.

Everything has come to a halt to prepare for moving.  No knitting, spinning or exercising.  Our entire world revolves around moving and work.  It is starting to wear me down.  Rehoming all our rescues has been emotionally draining and I've cried frequently. 

21 more days.