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I guess a lot of people are moving these days because moving is now in my dreams. Last night, just before waking up, I had a dream that my parents were moving. Or rather, it was my whole family moving (Jason and I still lived at home). My parents believed that everything was packed away for the move, and the moving van had already left. All was left was to pack the car, my family's old Toyota Previa. This was going to be a long distance move so we essentially had to leave the house completely empty. And yet, even though I couldn't think of anything specific that we hadn't packed, the house was still completely full of furniture and stuff. I kept opening cupboards, finding them full, and saying "guys, here's another cupboard we need to pack".
Nobody else seemed to care, and weirdly, I hardly did either. It was kind of a pseudo-anxiety dream in that respect: full of reasons to be anxious, but no actual anxiety. Eventually I decided to start sorting the contents of cupboards myself and start putting them into boxes, even though there was no way I could possibly finish in time.
And then suddenly it was take-your-cat-to-work-day and I brought Marie with me to my job at an office supply store.
The Oregon Sinfonietta is having another concert:
Sunday, May 10th at 3:00 p.m.
Sunnyside Seventh-day Adventist Church, 10501 SE Market Street just East of I-205
Free (donations accepted)
Svendsen – Symphony No. 2 in Bb major, op. 15
Beethoven – Concerto No. 5 in Eb Major, "Emperor"
soloist, CMSO Competition winner William Han
I'm in the first row for this concert! That means the conductor can tell when I mess up!
Those OkCupid e-mails to tell you that someone's been looking at your online dating profile, or that it thinks it might have found a potential match for you? They get annoying when you're in a relationship. Today I figured out how to turn them off. Let's hope it's a long time before I feel like turning them on again :)
Yes, gentle readers, I'm dating someone, for the first time in longer than I care to admit publicly. It has been going on for somewhere between a week and a month, depending on how you count. I'm having a fabulous time. I'd forgotten what a wonderful feeling it is to start a relationship.
For those of you for whom this is news, or who already knew but were holding back, this post is the one forum in which I will explicitly condone shocked gasps and other forms of good-natured teasing. You may begin.