So I did it. I found a new place, I moved in and have shifted most of my.. things. I have my much loved and abused Computer in my new bedroom [my what a nice phrase] and no bed, but a hammock.
I do not like beds.
Beds have always seemed to me to be a terrific waste of space that could be used for much better things, like sitting down with a trainset or painting pictures no-one else will ever see.
My last bedroom [which I had almost a full year ago] was dominated by a King-sized bed which used up fully half the available space. I wanted rid of it but could not think where it should go. Not mine, you see. So the bed stayed where is was, other than being turned to face the other way for a while, then it was turned back so the window to the back garden was at my left side. That, at least, was rather pretty. The garden, I mean.
So the first thing I had to do when moving in here was to get rid of the bed. It was a large metal beast that clanged mercilessly when I undid its bolts at 10pm and then crammed it all into the spare bit of cupboard I had previously decided I *probably* wouldn’t need. Probably. Now the hammock lies in pieces on the floor beside where the bed would have been [I can collapse it to save space, you see?] and the Computer desk and Mac now live where the head of the bed used to – right beside the window [to my right] where I can look out into the back garden. It isn’t very pretty. The garden, I mean. It does have a lovely set of blinds obscuring its unloveliness.
I now have to try my very very best NOT to let the Computer dominate my life here as it has elsewhere, as there are many things to do, most things really, that do not involve it at all. There are people to see, books to read – hell, a book to write – and lots of bits of world need exploring. So don’t be too surprised if I’m not here quite so much.
you may even see me in the flesh one day. I plan to get out more.
xx
