Again With The Packing?

Under the Bridge Collage on panel

Packing……..Didn’t I just do this?

Yes. Yes I did. A little more than two and a half years ago.

Today I started packing the books. Can we talk about the books for a minute? I love books. I buy them all the time. Art books…..and sometimes cookbooks. Mostly art books. I can’t help myself. I get inspiration from the art books. If I go to see an exhibit I always buy the catalogue. As for the cookbooks, I guess I like looking at the pictures of all that lovely cooking. In the meantime I rarely try any of the recipes. My bad. Well except the books on bread baking. I love making bread and do enjoy trying various recipes. At any rate I have way too many of them and I keep schlepping them around wherever I go. I cannot help myself. I am a book-a-holic.

Tomorrow I will tackle the art supplies. I already threw away all the old dried up paint and brushes. So now it is just packing up what remains. I have to do it a little at a time. When we moved from Tucson I was much stronger. It is hard to believe in only 2 and a half years I have become so weakened. That is what age does to you I guess. I am still trying to reconcile the fact that I am now 75 years old. There is way more past than future now. I do walk 3 miles a day but it does not get any easier. Instead each day feels a bit harder. Every day I see a woman walking with her walker. She says she does 13,000 steps a day. With a walker. OK. I guess I should stop kvetching. Keep moving. As long as I am able to.

When I get back to Brookline I will join the Brookline Pool again. I think that will be a bit easier on my feet anyway. They seem to be the one part of me that suffers the most from all the walking. I know someone my age who still runs in races! Good for her I say. I think it is pretty amazing.