Making space in my life

I finished my latest book: Foreign Affairs; I finished the scarf I had been working on for over two years; I gave away some handbags, shoes, and scarves; I hired two of my cleaning lady's sons to transfer the new rug from the family room to the dining room and return the cleaned and repaired rug back to the family room; I took an old, worn, mildewed belt for repair; I finished and submitted my last batch of critiques to the zine I’ve been reading for, and I wrote and sent a goodbye letter to the doctors that didn’t serve me very well at the Torrance Memorial Polak Breast Diagnostic Center. 

There’s such a thing as making space in one’s life. Well, I’ve been doing a lot of that lately.