As I noted over the weekend, A Silence Kept finally became available at Amazon. Thanks to those of you who already bought it! 🙂 I appreciate your support.
And now an update to the move. It’s now scheduled for the 29th (because Easter falls on the 31st this year, and movers don’t move on national holidays). I’ve ceased packing at the moment, but soon I’ll have to start again.
Instead of the big luxurious 1000-sq foot apartment I was getting, I am now moving into a small one-bedroom. Well, AJ and I are, and I’ll admit we had some discussion about this.
The bad stuff about the palace we gave up: it’s huge, which means a lot more cleaning. And it wasn’t as private as I remembered (I went over there last week to remind myself of the layout). In fact, everyone who goes down the back stairs walks right by that apartment. The privacy part was right: the entry door is behind a firewall. But that also makes it easy for thieves to stand there and try to break in, which I heard they’ve done twice. Hey, it’s the city. That shit’s gonna happen. (And yes, I have renter’s insurance.)
Now for the good stuff about the place: it’s small (yes, this can be considered good, especially these days), it has its own entry, it’s close to the laundry, it’s next to the garage where I’ll store the scooter Uncle Dan is giving me, and it has a stoop suitable for a small table and two chairs. I see myself out there most of the summer with the laptop. My boss, the new owner, is gonna paint, swap out the ugly carpet for new, replace the kitchen cabinets, and do some other stuff to entice me to stay.
I mentioned to him yesterday, when we were entering data in Quickbooks, that I was moving to Florida soon and he freaked. It wasn’t my intention to scare him, but apparently that was the effect my announcement had. I mean, he always knew I didn’t plan to stay here forever, but the idea of me actually moving didn’t sit well with him.
I figure it’ll be at least a year, maybe two, before I can afford to do it, and that’s if nothing big happens that requires large outlays of money. I guess we’ll see how this all falls out.
In the meantime, AJ and I have to sort through our crap and decide what we can give up. My biggest space killer are the books I’ve been collecting since I was a kid. If I could afford it, I’d replace them with Kindle copies and donate the paper to a library or something. Some hard decisions will have to be made, but I hear, once you manage to shed yourself of ‘stuff,’ you feel much lighter and happier.
I’ve long been an admirer of the tiny houses I sometimes run across online. Check out the slide show to see some terrific small domiciles. You really don’t need a lot of space if you plan well, and I fully intend to plan well.
And now, because I’m thoroughly fed up with winter (it’s snowing!), here’s a reminder that summer is only a couple months away.