Becca's all moved out, along with her couch, so I hauled Sam's bunk mattress up here and we're watching movies from ground level.

It's actually kinda fun, in the half-empty house, with boxes around us and a barrel of popcorn...

It's been a movie marathon lately, since I'm a bit sick. Too much stress with all the house-hunting and packing and all, I guess... I did manage to hang my show at work and, as you can see from my three previous posts, the artistic juices are flowing strong! Odd, how that seems to occur at times of major transitions. Must be something about the power of flux.

At the moment, we're rocketting thru a stack of 'young' Indiana Jones movies from the good ol' library.

I have to put up with the dopey, tho cute in a too innocent sort of way, looks of Flanery instead of my man Harrison, but the big budget and authentic locations make it... Well, not too difficult to endure and Sam's having a blast, so I'm happy to lay around moanfully and eat pomsicles.

Oh, we finally found a new place!

It's a rockin' pad. Sam'll have his own room-above ground, no less!-and there's all kindsa space for art and veggies...

Our new roomie seems nice and I'm totally looking forward to having an entire garage art studio!

Whoohoo! Seems like YEARS since I had that much space. Can't wait to get my hands back into the clay...