The [Design Life.]º
With that preface, this is about designing from ground zero, which is how it was written, and edited -in a fizzled and yet factorial exacted environment, where context was totally important to helm, in the actions that occur afterwards.
(If it can’t be helped, there is mostly a way to reach out to an author, editor, script minions, the odd journaliste, or writer - to clear what isn’t quite concretised, and to alleviate the burden of the double entendre.)
(JUNE).
I am packing boxes to a three-year rented apartment, to discover a designer life, that compares my 20-year free-form, to a 4-year structure that is more designed to live as more, faux free-form. That was what occurred in the 2019–2023, thus far. Strange, right?
What’s next for me after all that? It’s as if, i was given a trial run, a free-form mouse-over-box-image preview of what was going to happen in the next few years.
It might be really boring -my interests ranging from Food, Fury (of writing), Flummoxed window shopping (how can you luxury shop on a writer’s budget and salary these days?), and (minimal squuezed-into 300sqft) Friends over for dinner. This was the limitations, of where there was no limit preview of a 4-year all-you-can-eat at the buffet of life, life.
Um. Okay, as opposed to the life previously?
Hmmm……
First thought: That must have been designed by someone who 1/ didn’t know me, 2/ didn’t really understand the BEFORE, to design the AFTER -and the PREVIEW stages to designate the IN-BETWEEN, and 3/ must have really had half the budget that was actually not probably as official, and as thought over as what it was meant to be. 4/ Chaos magic must’ve ensued, and someone got caught in the fray?… hmmm, {Insert Marvel chick red blasters here}
So, i guess the Preview was just the fore-telling of what was to come after all the Preview? Do I guess, it might be worse.
I guess i am ready for the 4th of July Fireworks. I mean, the 4th of June, non - italicised.
Zero fireworks required.
At the very least, it will be interesting.
(JULY-SEPTEMBRE).
After the dust settles, there are things we account for: time, and work done.
Time: 3 months, Work done:
- Found a place to live, and got furniture, saw people, navigated the where to buy stuff, and all the things people do when they settle in places they are no longer familiar with.
- Found a place to work -near@wework!- and found people to get lunch with, and went to a high school reunion (not as unpleasant as Romy and Michelle), and found that i could speak proper languages when i needed to (glossary-wise),
- Got subscriptions, and found a place to park my weary place — not the clubhouse or yacht club, it’s at a small church near school.
- Found people to shop with, and lunch with at weekends.
- Got in touch with some dads and moms that i haven’t seen or talked to in years.
So, that is a good quarter, since the boxes arrived in the same destination (2 months after me).
Now, i need to find furniture, and populate my space. Probably by then, i’ll need a Christmas tree, and round out a menu for holidays, before issuing invites formally, in time for everyone to come around.
In October, i am saying goodbye to editing — this *general* space — and writing about random things, and hello to working elsewhere. (Not mentioning where might help the positive vibes i am hoping for.)
Getting the weekends off to spending more time at the yoga, swimming, tennis, and less “desk time”. And get my body clock off watching and writing OWL-like, since 2013. And get myself back to the 9–5pm grind, sans the traffic.
Oh, and i need a car. (Not thrilled about that bit.)
