Day 26 of Project 365: Soft landing.

First things first: Zen is safely with us. When I posted yesterday’s photo, I was pretty worked up about Zen being stranded in Newark, but I knew that I wouldn’t be of any use if I didn’t try to get some sleep until the morning. I had barely drifted off when the landline rang. FunkyPlaidContinue reading “Day 26 of Project 365: Soft landing.”

Day 25 of Project 365: Customs and welcomes.

I’m not going to bury the lede: Zen is stuck in Newark due to Storm Jonas. I’m distraught both by the circumstances out of our control and by the lack of appropriate action taken by our pet transport company. But with any luck she will be with us in less than twelve hours, so IContinue reading “Day 25 of Project 365: Customs and welcomes.”

Day 22 of Project 365: Afloat on an empty sea.

The bed is a borrowed raft, adrift in the empty flat. FunkyPlaid and Zen and I are left, cosy and drowsy in each other’s company. Strange how it even smells emptier. I am thinking of the other leave-taking in this matched set, and how melancholy I felt. This way feels bittersweet as well, for allContinue reading “Day 22 of Project 365: Afloat on an empty sea.”

Day 20 of Project 365: Anxiety selfie.

This is the face I make when I realise that the ultra-efficient movers have packed all the fountain pen ink before I could choose a bottle to use for the next wee while. ::vague flailing:: Anyway, Zen was a champ today. She was miserable in her bathroom quarantine, only calming down when I would sitContinue reading “Day 20 of Project 365: Anxiety selfie.”

Day 19 of Project 365: Now and Zen.

One of the best things about moving is discovering treasures I thought I had lost. Today I discovered a packet of photos — real honest-to-goodness printed-on-paper photos — of this strange little being who came to live with me almost nineteen years ago. I felt the urge to take a “then and now” pic toContinue reading “Day 19 of Project 365: Now and Zen.”