My entire house is in disarray. Not that it is in order most of the time. With a 5 1/2 year old autistic kid, it would be hard to have anything stay in one place for too long.
The problem is.. I have begun nesting. At least I think it's nesting. It started earlier this pregnancy. I have been baking and sewing and generally not leaving the house, and I want everything put away and neat and nice... and well, that doesn't happen in my house.
While shuffling our stuff about the house we have unearthed an entire box of cassette tapes. Most of them are mine circa 1990, when my best girlfriends made me mixed tapes to take off to college. Most other people stayed pretty close to home for school. I headed north from the sandy beaches of Surf City and went to Berkeley, and honestly I have never been back "home" for longer than 3 weeks in a row. ANywhooooo my girlfriends made me all of these great tapes with songs like Total Eclipse of the Heart Great tapes with songs that are on the verge of coming back into style just like those nasty 'pumps' with the criss-cross front that were so unattractive the first time.
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Thoreau
I went to the woods because
I wished to live deliberately,
to front only the essential
facts of life, and see if
I could not learn what
it had to teach, and not,
when I came to die,
discover that I had not lived.
I did not wish to live
what was not life,
living is so dear;
nor did I wish
to practise resignation,
unless it was quite necessary.
I wanted to live deep
and suck out all the marrow of life,
to live so sturdily and Spartan- like
as to put to rout all that was not life,
to cut a broad swath and shave close,
to drive life into a corner,
and reduce it to its lowest terms,
and, if it proved to be mean,
why then to get the whole and
genuine meanness of it,
and publish its meanness
to the world;
or if it were sublime,
to know it by experience,
and be able to give
a true account of it
in my next excursion.
I wished to live deliberately,
to front only the essential
facts of life, and see if
I could not learn what
it had to teach, and not,
when I came to die,
discover that I had not lived.
I did not wish to live
what was not life,
living is so dear;
nor did I wish
to practise resignation,
unless it was quite necessary.
I wanted to live deep
and suck out all the marrow of life,
to live so sturdily and Spartan- like
as to put to rout all that was not life,
to cut a broad swath and shave close,
to drive life into a corner,
and reduce it to its lowest terms,
and, if it proved to be mean,
why then to get the whole and
genuine meanness of it,
and publish its meanness
to the world;
or if it were sublime,
to know it by experience,
and be able to give
a true account of it
in my next excursion.
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then minute 16 comes and we are all going to be
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