Tuesday, September 7, 2010

A new era begins...

The last few weeks I have been swept up in a whirlwind...cleaning, moving, partying, working, moving, working, moving, cleaning, partying...I turned 34 on the 21st of last month, and celebrated so hard that I apparently injured my rib at my party clowning around. I had to temporarily stop my Insanity workouts, which I have been doing since Aug 1st, which really blows because I had been feeling so good and have lost around 10 pounds of fat in the process. Then last weekend I went on our yearly BooMan Blue Ridge Cabin Retreat with all of the old school homies, and my rib pain kicked into overdrive (of course), yet I still managed to have a great time kickin' it. I was very daunted by the thought of moving the entire CE studio and office along with all of my other personal stuff, including an upright piano, to a new place within the limited time I had upon my return (Not to mention the thousands of records Mil had to haul off to storage). We pulled it off, though, and just yesterday I did the final sweep of the old house and relinquished my key. Trying to get some of the deposit back, although our landlord complained about a lot of petty shit that was broken when we moved in 5 years ago. Granted there are a couple of minor repairs, but they are supposed to put new carpet in and clean the place for the next tenant. Anyway, we shall see...now, it's all about cleaning up the new place to temporarily accommodate the studio, and finally organizing so much stuff I have had floating with me for the past couple of residences. Time to purge a lot of useless baggage...it really feels good to be in a new place, and Ruthie has been kicking ass. She helped me sort all of my clothes, and my closet for starters, and has really been stepping up to get the place clean and ready to move things into. I feel like I made the right move, and that things will only get better from here. There is a sense of order, and a drive that was lacking in that old place. I did love living there, and had some great years, made some great music, and lived with really cool people who I consider my brothers. It was just obvious we couldn't live in the same place anymore and be happy and productive. We all outgrew our situation and need the space to grow, in order to wash away all of the petty resentment that builds living under the same roof with people whose expectations are so different. Here's to new beginnings...

2 comments:

  1. great ending brother, couldn't have said it better. Love you mark ass tricks like I love my own meat dick.

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