Andrew - I try to remember the not-beating-myself-up thing. Put the puppy on the mat. Sometimes it works, sometimes…not so much. But I keep doing it.

Skegger - Oh, I was never happier than the day I woke up here and the sun did NOT shine. Perverse for people who live up here, I guess, but it’s relentless in SoCal.

I’m still based out of L.A. Same place. No plans to move…yet.

Ok, just for the gig itself, wander up to Mae’s on Phinney Ridge… about 76th and Greenwood I think. Try the Green Eggs and ham. Nothing pushes the ‘personal luggage’ around like a meal you’ve heard of since childhood, but never really eaten. Upon my 10th move to resettle, I came across Mae’s in Seattle, it’s just breakfast, but take in the freakshow of a thousand cows, a giddy staff and Seattle’s pre-Microsoft days come back to life. Yes, there was a time like that.

So where do I send the next set of MANVIL cards, this time it’s power tools?

Best of luck to you in Portland’s older, more ‘complex” brother.

On the flip side is complacency and the forgotten areas that develop within those patterns. Patterns, and most other things in life, are meant to be examined every so often just as the tree must be pruned.

Just don’t fault yourself for bringing yourself with you - seeing yourself in the context of a new environment is what makes the examination possible.

As someone who has moved 17 times in her life, I know that feeling VERY well.

You move.
But unfortunately (or fortunately, if you recognize it)…..you do take YOU with you. (And all your stuff. ha)

Have fun with that!
It’s really an opportunity to do things as differently as you want to. And that can be a really cool thing.
All the best!
deb