Things are coming at me from two sides: I watch at work(*) while they tear down the familiar, if unloved, cubicle partitions. And at home, the contractor has begun to gut the old kitchen.
For the next six or so weeks, we will be coping with an efficiency-style arrangement. The sink, stove, and refrigerator have been relocated into the living room. It isn't so bad, but there is still work to do to shuffle all the essentials each into their own workable niche.
Living this way should not be too onerous. At this point we have shoved the shovable into the basement. There isn't much space remaining to do more. Some compactification will be needed as other parts of the project impinge on our routine. But there will be rewards at the end of the tunnel. Yeah, "end of the tunnel", those are reassuring words.
* Intrusic shuttered its doors mid-January. I am putting in some contract hours there to prepare company assets for a potential sale.
This is all very interesting, but what was your last pie?
Ah, so finally I can comment. Can you make pie in your transitional state?
> Can you make pie in your transitional state?
It should be possible. The oven is ready, and the utensils at hand. But things have been hectic and busy, between the job search and the construction, and the contract work. When I land a job, a celebratory pie may be due. Stay tuned.
Funny how this post says something about the 'next six weeks'... hmm it's May tomorrow.
> 'next six weeks'... hmm it's May tomorrow.
Well, yeah. And I did land a new job, but there has been no pie as yet. I need to recalibrate my optimism.