November 1, 2015

NoJoMo: 1


November Journaling Month, or NoJoMo, became a ritual for me and hundreds of others when we wrote on Open Diary.  Every year I pounded out something or posted something during the month of November.  I enjoyed it.  It poked me into writing something if only a few words every day. 

It’s been a long time since I took part.  Perhaps with my forgettery, I forgot it.  This year I will give it a try again.  Perhaps you will join me.

I’m a bit “dusted out,” as I call it, from moving all the living room furniture around.  I had wanted to keep the work area and the living room separate, but the layout I had chosen left us with a cramped mess.  This time I actually put the sofa up on a wall.  I did think of using the camel chests as a room divider.  Duck used to do that.  Somethings stayed put.  The worktables stayed where they were.  The clock and the tall bookcases stayed too. 
Dear G did the heavy lifting.  I was very grateful.

“I have to be able to get through there in the mornings,” he told me.  He could get through.


Little homey posts like this to make up a month?  Perhaps I will get more creative and find some deeper meaning to life other than dust later on in the month.

4 comments:

  1. No photo of the new arrangement? Your place is always cozy and nice...practical maybe not so much.

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  2. Are you one of those who likes to change the furniture up a lot? I like to pretty much leave it where it is, once I've decided it works for me.

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  3. Ahh that time again.. November. Gotta love the word forgettery. Can't say I've ever used it.. or maybe I just don't remember if I did.

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  4. Super clock. G is quite right - one has to get through in the mornings. I try not to move furniture as I tend to walk into it and my shins are very battle scarred

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