Thursday, June 27, 2013

Head in the game.

The question is which game? 

I have been
  • playing with grandchildren.
  • putting together a Star Wars Lego ship with C3PO and R2D2, as well as a couple of menacing stormtroopers.
  • building a house for Buzz Lightyear.
  • helping with packing, mainly by playing Zombie Grandma with the children in the backyard.
  • eating the leftovers from a family (farewell) party.
  • watching the weather in Phoenix/Tempe. (pro tip: it will be very hot.)
  • watching endless episodes of The Killing.
  • making gestures at other work--writing a very squishy outline for a chapter, for instance, or going to a meeting and nodding my head at the work I know I need to be doing, and will be doing, at least I think so.
I have a window open on my iPad to an article about Caedmon, who it turns out was in residence at Whitby Abbey before it was called Whitby Abbey. Caedmon, of Caedmon's hymn. (Dear reader, if it happened to have been you who clued me into the Caedmon/Whitby connection, I hope you will remind me that it was you.) I think I might write about this. I might make a digital story. I might write a draft of that chapter, with or without the outline, but definitely with my colleague.

All of this will wait, though, until I have driven to Phoenix in a UHaul with my sons, eaten road snacks and listened to road music, and helped to see them start in their new place.

[here, please insert the apt and fitting words I am not composing, even though I have tried, about all of this, about them going.]

This is the order of things, and this is where, pardon my preposition, my head is at.


  1. Safe safe journey to you all.

  2. You are a Rockstar! Thank you so much for all of your help and support. It means a lot.

  3. Been thinking about the all of you.

  4. This makes me ache to read.



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