I've been a little slack with this blog of late... sorry.
Slack...? Well no, it's probably better to say that I've been preoccupied with other matters of import.
Over the weekend I shifted house... which in reality is one of the final phases of shifting my life.
Shifting my life... changing my address... can't find me at my old address any more... whichever way you put it, means my location in both the cosmos and the metaphysical has changed. I must remember to tell Australia Post and God of my new address. You know, they need to know where to send the mail and the Grim Reaper as they come through the system.
I didn't use removalists... I largely did it on my own with the help of one of my sons for the heavy stuff. One shouldn't move heavy furniture on ones own... espacially a refrigerator on a trolly up two steps into the new kitchen or you just might find yourself on the floor under the whole lot.
Slack...? Well no, it's probably better to say that I've been preoccupied with other matters of import.
Over the weekend I shifted house... which in reality is one of the final phases of shifting my life.
Shifting my life... changing my address... can't find me at my old address any more... whichever way you put it, means my location in both the cosmos and the metaphysical has changed. I must remember to tell Australia Post and God of my new address. You know, they need to know where to send the mail and the Grim Reaper as they come through the system.
I didn't use removalists... I largely did it on my own with the help of one of my sons for the heavy stuff. One shouldn't move heavy furniture on ones own... espacially a refrigerator on a trolly up two steps into the new kitchen or you just might find yourself on the floor under the whole lot.
(Not actual incident, but shows pretty much what happened and that's all I'm going to say about that.)
I have however had help with the other heavy stuff... you know, the life moving stuff. Changing ones address is one thing, but changing ones life is a whole different exercise and not to be done on ones own.
I've been working on the life changes now for quite some time and of late I've had the assistance, care and support of what's turned out to be the best removalist I could have ever engaged.
Butch
Thank you darling for taking a hold of the heavy stuff and sharing the load as I shifted my life. I'm forever in your debt, honey.
So... once again I'm sorry for not being here.
I only came here now just to say...
"Good morning but I have nothing to say".
Which lead me to having this song go through my mind on a continuous loop... in particular the line "I've got nothing to say but it's okay."
Good morning, good morning...
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...
Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything is closed it's like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep.
And you're on your own you're in the street
After a while you start to smile now you feel cool.
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing has changed it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...
People running round it's five o'clock.
Everywhere in town is getting dark.
Everyone you see is full of life.
It's time for tea and meet the wife.
Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I'm here.
Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you're in gear.
Go to a show you hope she goes.
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife in
Nothing to say but what a day how's your boy been
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...
Going to work don't want to go feeling low down
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything is closed it's like a ruin
Everyone you see is half asleep.
And you're on your own you're in the street
After a while you start to smile now you feel cool.
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing has changed it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...
People running round it's five o'clock.
Everywhere in town is getting dark.
Everyone you see is full of life.
It's time for tea and meet the wife.
Somebody needs to know the time, glad that I'm here.
Watching the skirts you start to flirt now you're in gear.
Go to a show you hope she goes.
I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.
Good morning, good morning...
Beatles.
