Ohio

I have not been able to tolerate being in the pillaged Liberation Library since the Hordeation, except to focus just on my notebook computer right inside the door. I have been asking myself if perhaps I may have confused the Library's identity with mine, and separating that in my head.

Since we have had time to research our records, and the police took a more detailed list of the items stolen (after I found a pawn ticket that has led to the beginning of recoverable items).... it sort of made a corner I could turn, mentally. I also now have a seniors' 'panic button' that has freed me from having to wear my cell phone at all times.

So after a very long, sound sleep I went to ask the LL what it needed, and where to start.

It said, "Welcome back, and thanks for asking! Pick a pile and start separating out what belongs in here from what belongs elsewhere."

So I did. I started with boxes that a hash of things had been crammed into, to gain floor space and work-table space. Suddenly at least that much made sense. A trash bag filled. A recycle bag filled. "Oh!" I said to myself. "This is just a ROUGH sort! I don't have hsve to detail-sort yet!" Soon some obvious categories emerged, and landed in boxes for further sorting LATER.

I stopped the minute that "overwhelm" sense returned, labeled all containers in progress to facilitate picking up the process later, moved the rolling desk a few inches sideways to make solitaire on the computer possible, and got out.

Maybe it will call me again. I'll be listening.

~S~