Today was my last day housesitting for Sue. Her daughter comes back to Portland tonight and she'll be staying there. I could have spent the night and hung out with Eliza, but I didn't want to. I've been living alone at Sue's, and I think it would have been weird to share the space with anyone, even Sue.
Before I left, I cleaned everything. I swept and mopped the floors, and dusted and cleaned both bathrooms. It's definitely cleaner than it was when I got there.
For the last few weeks, there was a spider hanging out in the kitchen with me. First, she spun a web from one of the cupboards. Then, she climbed up onto the cupboard, but maybe she didn't like heights because she came back down. Then, she hung from the table for about a full week. When I put a cardboard box on the table on Saturday to pack some things up, she climbed right in. I thought maybe she was going to move to Kathryn's with me, although I worried a little that she'd get hurt in transport. I put the box on the floor last night, and she spun from the box to the floor. This afternoon, I had to move the box, and the spider stayed with the floor not the box. I opened the patio door, near where the spider was, and went to get the broom to do some sweeping. When I got back, she was outside! I guess we both were ready to leave Sue's house today.
Posted by chri1010 at August 16, 2004 1:45 AMWhat a poetic/dramatic piece on the spider! Cool! Transitions...transitions!
Hard to write anything profound while reflecting on your writing, but thanks for writing it!