You know me, the gadget queen.

Thursday, my cats, Frida (Kahlo) and (Georgia) O'Keefe, went to their new mom. It was very sad, although I am happy they will be in a great environment, and greatly loved. It's amazing how a house is just different without the animal energy.

Why I am awake at 2:30 AM when I'm this tired is a question - but in any event, here I am. I don't often get real insomnia - when I'm wide awake, with no hope of sleep. I guess it's that there is so much going on, and so much that seems to need to be done, that my brain can't slow down.

packing my clothes to leave at the crack of dawn for GA tomorrow. But I'm not. At the last minute (yesterday) I decided that I had bit off way, way more than I could chew, given the fact that I'm closing on my condo in 2 weeks. Something had to give, and it was either my sanity, or GA. I chose GA.

... a friend of mine died, three years ago. Her name was Sara Huestis, and she was someone I was fairly close to back in the late 80s when I lived in Fort Collins, Colorado. We'd lost touch around 1993 or so, although I thought of her now and again, and wondered how she was doing.

I imagine some of you reading this blog know me well, and know all about my previous lives. I also imagine some of you who read this blog have absolutely no idea (or not much) since I haven't talked really at all about them.

Excuse the self-indulgent (as my ex described blogging in general) whining and complaining. A more substantial post is to follow.

I HATE MOVING. Not only is it an incredible amount of physical work, just to move stuff around, organize, pack, etc., but I am incredibly allergic to dust! And since I am kicking up loads and loads of dust (especially in the basement,) I am constantly sneezing, and my eyes are dripping and ... (never mind the rest.)

I've been doing lots of sorting, cleaning, and packing lately. It's been very hard to do (maybe that's why I've been spending so much time blogging.) Anyway, if you want to share my misery, check out my photo album, called "Chaos". I'll be updating it regularly with more photos of my presently completely chaotic life.

I'm succumbing, finally, to the Friday Cat Blogging compulsion. Don't know what Friday Cat Blogging is? It's a sort of tradition that I've recently discovered among bloggers to post pictures of their cats on Fridays. I have such cute cats, and they are mine for but another month (a good, old, friend of mine is adopting them because I'm going to school.) Thus, there are very few Fridays left to cat blog.

I just got back from a 4 day self-retreat. My standard has been Buddhist (Insight) meditation retreats (like at IMS). This was different. I went to a place called the East Mountain Retreat Center which is a sweet little ecumenical retreat center in the southern Berkshires.