From Diane Setterfield's The Thirteenth Tale

People disappear when they die. Their voices, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living mempry of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continut to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humour, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic.

--Diane Setterfield



Thursday, August 16, 2007

Moving sucks!

We finally have internet again, so hopefully I will be slightly more diligent....

Walking through the maze of crap to get to the computer that is in the furthest most corner of our apartment is not fun...

But it is nice to have shampoo AND conditioner, makeup, and nail polish again. I thought I'd not miss them for 'just a month' ...boy was I wrong!!

Oh, and we are catalouging about a third of the stuff before we put it away... only I have taken two pictures so far... it's been a week... not good. Our storage room was ravaged by contractors while they were renovating our apartment. Broken dishes, busted picture frames... ruined a set,that... and ruined bed frame... we are sleeping on the floor again.

I chatted with a lawyer friend who counseled me not to contract his services... he's in a BIG firm and charges 350 an hour. But he gave me some advice about how to go about getting compensation for our trouble as well as the damages.

Add to that my little family has been ripped away from me... and I have been one cranky lady the past while.

Sorry to persons I have not called, or been chatty to while spending time together. I'm just not feeling up to it.

Perhaps I will up my meds... adult strength... hey, hey!

1 comment:

Michelle said...

That really stinks! You stick up the man Arren! You show 'em!