The office move/closure is now complete. Try as I might, I have not had a good attitude about it. In fact, my attitude has more or less been what it was when I first wrote about it, and it hasn’t been received well by anyone who had to help.
Moving took what felt like forever. I had to clean/clear the garage so that we could then bring more stuff into it. While it’s improved over what it was before, it’s still disorganized and I’m not even sure where to start, especially given that I’m going to have to drag out the Christmas decorations soon.
It has seemed as though this entire move has been done at cross-purposes. There has been a minimal level of cooperation, probably mostly because of my bad attitude. Even cleaning the garage hasn’t left a sense of satisfaction, since it’s still as much in disarray as before. It’s just that the boxes are cleaner and more recently sorted.
The wind was howling the day I took this picture, forcing the waves to clash as they moved on diagonals in opposite directions (Surfer’s Point is one of the rare beaches where the waves come in on the diagonal and actually join in opposite directions near the pier). As they crossed and smashed into each other, it seemed to me that an enormous power was being unleashed for very little benefit other than possibly destruction, or disruption.
The analogy wasn’t lost on me.
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