My apartment is coming together which is a nice thing to have happen. I say this like it has required no effort on my part except for casual observation. This is not the case.
I spent most of the evening going through boxes and boxes of paper deciding what should be kept and what should be chucked out. Most everything got trashed except for a few important papers and some good sketches. They are now neatly filed away. There is still a bit of chaos to deal with...but perhaps most importantly, I feel like I can deal with it.
It's nice actually. Every bit of actual or potential clutter I get rid of the better I feel. I want to get my home to the point it would require a maximum of 15 minutes to clean it all. It's just a matter of getting it to that point. When I come home, I want to be able to put my things away, change my clothes, eat a quick dinner and DRAW. I don't want to spend my life puttering around cleaning a little here, tidying a little there. I'm too impatient.
I'm excited about getting to go live my life again. I'm taking a life drawing class on Mondays (totally excited about that one,) I'm going to sign up for an Institute class on Tuesdays, (thinking History of the Church would be good,) and I've been working on some fun animation of my own on the side.
The Cat Update:
Well, no worries at all for Beowulf. He seems to have settled in nicely and now that I have them both cleared of boxes, he likes to flop on either balcony and look out. He's also seems to want to snuglear more often which is just fine with me.