It's the day after Thanksgiving.
I just realized that I've been living in this abode in the wilderness for four years now. I moved in on Thanksgiving Day in 2014.
I moved to Tennessee in October, 2014 and stayed with my cousin until I found a suitable place to buy.
The price was right and it was located far away from annoying humanity, so it was suitable.
All of my possessions were in storage in Texas. After I moved in to the aforementioned abode, the movers informed me that - because of the upcoming holidays - they wouldn't be able to deliver my stuff until mid-January, at the earliest.
So, for over two months I lived in a completely empty house - no furniture, no clothing except for what I brought in a suitcase. I had a folding metal chair and a tiny table. I slept on an incredibly scuzzy, ancient reclining chair that the previous owners had left behind.
When the movers finally hauled my possessions to Tennessee in late January, 2015, I was horrified to discover that they "lost" an enormous amount of my things (for which I have never been reimbursed) - including furniture, antique books, art, rugs, kitchen items, lamps, and a large chest containing tools.
They also "lost" all of my diaries and journals - which I had meticulously kept for 40 years (since I was 10)
AND all of my mother's vast collection of piano music. The journals and music were my most treasured possessions and meant more to me than life itself - without them my soul has died.
Fortunately they didn't "lose" my two pianos, but I haven't touched the pianos since I moved here. I no longer give a shit. The piano - and my former life as a musician - is now gone.
It wasn't my initial purpose to write a depressing post, but I'm simply remembering all these things.....
with extreme bitterness.
My simple Thanksgiving meal yesterday (roasted chicken) turned out to be fantastic! I didn't put any effort into it and wasn't expecting much, but it was absolutely delicious. And I had enough left over to eat again today.
I just finished having a cup of cappuccino and a piece of cake.
Yesterday was gorgeous with golden sunshine. Today is very dark, dreary, and misty. The photo at the top of this post is of the sun this morning - valiantly making an effort to appear - but it was soon shrouded in mists and finally extinguished by clouds.
Did anyone see the full moon last night?
It was brilliantly bright and so impressive that I went out at 2:00 a.m. to gaze at it for a long time - until a band of nearby coyotes finally encouraged me to go back inside.
Is anyone thoroughly tired of hearing about Black Friday? The media is completely obsessed with it.
Black Friday is the most unappealing advertising ploy that I can ever remember. For me, it conjures up images of plagues, doom, depression, and despair......
.....which is a very apt description of the Christmas shopping season.
