I have decided that June will be back to “normal” routine and establishing a new normal routine that works for my current situation. I’ve been living kind of like in vacation mode during the move, and now that I’m mostly settled in, I need to figure out what normal life will be like here. I can’t spend the days mostly goofing off and occasionally putting something away and call it “moving” anymore. I have been doing some writing work this week, but I need some structure and routine.

That means the weekend will be spent doing the last arranging and organizing. I won’t be entirely done, and there will be some fine tuning, but I want to be where it doesn’t look so much like I’m moving. No boxes or stacks in my main living space. Things I use regularly unpacked and put away.

I also need to get back into an exercise habit. While I was actively moving and hauling boxes around, that sufficed, but now I need to be more deliberate about it. I’m more active in the house than I was in the apartment, since there are stairs and I have work to do in the yard, but I’ve been a bit of a slug in between. I have been walking to church on Sundays, but I need to walk more regularly than that. I can easily walk downtown, and I rather enjoy that on weekday mornings when it’s quiet. There’s also a huge historic cemetery a couple of streets away (that’s the view from one of my office windows when the tree in my front yard isn’t fully leafed out) that’s like a park. It has walking paths and hills. Once I get the last of the boxes cleared out from my spare room, I want to be able to use that as exercise space. I’ll be able to spread out my yoga mat.

I got out of the habit of working in an office while I was in the apartment, so I’m trying to get back to that. I’m typing this at my desk. But this week, my main work has been re-reading a book prior to doing a round of revisions, and I find that my posture gets weird at a desk when I’m just reading, so my back and shoulders hurt. I finally got my den set up this week when my sofa was delivered, and it’s been rainy, so I’ve spent the rainy days sitting on my sofa, reading my book, and looking up to watch it rain. One of the big reasons I decided to buy this house was a vivid mental image of sitting on a sofa in the den and watching it rain, so I decided I needed to do that.

The other routine I need to develop is housework. I’ve been so busy setting up and organizing that I’ve neglected the maintenance work, and I need to figure out what to do and when to do it. I need to also factor in lawn and garden work and schedule time for that. And I need to do more menu planning and get back to cooking. I relied pretty heavily on frozen meals and convenience food during the move. I’ve done some cooking, but I need to plan enough to make sure I have the ingredients, since I tried to use up as much as possible before I moved and now I need to start from scratch in stocking my pantry, especially since I now have a lot more storage space around the kitchen.

I often resist scheduling, but I find it really helps me because it not only means I get stuff done, but it also means I’m more likely to do fun stuff. If I don’t plan and schedule, the whole day can go by, and then I realize that not only did I not do anything productive, but I also didn’t use the time to enjoy myself.

I’m not even the newest person on the street anymore, so I have to get out of “I just moved” mode. While I was moving in, the house on one side of me was being remodeled to sell, and the new buyers closed on it this week. I haven’t met them yet, but I hope they fit into our quirky little street full of artsy and creative types. The neighbor on the other side is a fashion designer/textile artist, and there’s a radio DJ at the end of the street. The person across from me is very counter-culture (in a fun way), and then there’s me, the novelist. Supposedly there’s another writer around the corner, but I haven’t met him yet.

Now I need to unpack a few boxes and set up a couple more bookcases.

My adventure this week was a road trip to buy things for my house. One downside to the place I’m living now is that it’s a smallish, fairly remote town without a lot of the big stores. And one downside to my house is that the rooms are small and the doors are narrow, which limits the furniture I can get. I haven’t been able to find a loveseat or chair for my den that I can get through the door, whether the sliding door from the deck or the interior door (and the interior stairs are narrow). So I had to resort to something like Ikea, where you can assemble the furniture inside the house. I didn’t want to buy a loveseat without trying it out, which meant a road trip to the nearest Ikea, which is in the suburbs of Washington, D.C., more than two hours away (more or less depending on traffic). There were also decorative items that I wanted from another store they don’t have here but that’s near the Ikea.

The weather yesterday was good for a trip, so I loaded up with road snacks and headed out to drive across northern Virginia. It was actually a lovely drive, following the Blue Ridge Mountains much of the way, then crossing the mountains. I was surprised by how little traffic I ran into. The route my phone sent me on had me mostly driving through the woods, even after I got off the freeway, and suddenly I was at the mall where Ikea was. The traffic was a little worse on the way home because it was the beginning of rush hour, but it still wasn’t as bad as I feared for the D.C. area. The drive from my house in Texas to the Ikea there was shorter, but this longer drive was much less stressful.

I have a loveseat on order — the one I liked was the one people seemed to gravitate toward to sit on while the people they were with were shopping, which is a good sign — and after a break to have a Swedish meatball lunch I bought a bunch of organizational things. After that (and picking up some cinnamon rolls), I headed to the other store to get throw pillows, kitchen canisters, and a footstool. Now I have just about everything I need to set up my house, and it’ll be a lot more homey once the loveseat is delivered (I could have fit it in my car, but even if I opened the boxes and moved pieces one at a time, I didn’t think I could get the main piece up the stairs by myself, and I didn’t want to count on drafting a neighbor to help without checking with him first, so I had it delivered).

My living room color scheme is navy and ivory. I’ve already got a navy and ivory patterned rug. The sofa is a sort of ivory color, and I’ve got navy velvet throw pillows, footstool, and curtains. With all that velvet, it should be nice and cozy.

But today I’m giving myself permission to not do any work on the house (unless I really want to). I’m doing some writing work and putting my feet up because yesterday was a long, tiring day, not just the driving, but also pushing a very full cart through an Ikea, then loading and later unloading the car. I am looking forward to having it all done so I don’t have to think about the house, though then it will be time to focus on the yard. Today it’s a month since I started living in the house, so I figure I’ve done pretty well. I’m the sort of person who likes to be settled within a week or so, but I had to get so much furniture and organizational stuff, and I had to figure out where things would go, which took me longer.

I was rather overly optimistic to think I could have my office set up by Monday. I spent all day Friday putting together the new office furniture. Saturday I shelved some books but mostly took it easy because I had a dinner party to go to that night, and I was really tired from the previous day’s work. Sunday I painted my filing cabinet. It was that dull beige government office color, and I painted it to fit better with my new office decor, in an “oil-rubbed brass” color that matches the door hardware in my house. I’ve spent the past couple of days arranging my office stuff. The new bookcase I bought has drawers, so I’ve been moving things out of the plastic drawers I used with my old desk and into the bookcase drawers.

I thought I purged about six years ago when I reorganized my office in my old house and then again before I moved away from Texas, but I still had more stuff than I realized. I seem to be hoarding memo pads and paperclips. Memo pads are a standard writer gift, so they tend to come in the goodie bags I get when I speak to writing groups or libraries. Then there are the promo giveaway pads from conventions and conferences. I also can’t seem to resist hotel memo pads. When I have a meeting at a hotel and they have a memo pad at each place, I can’t just leave it behind when I’ve written on one page. I should never again need to buy a notepad for making grocery lists.

I’m not sure where all the paperclips came from. I don’t even use them anymore. I might have bought one small box, but I practically have a crate. They must be reproducing. I wonder if I can put some of them in metal recycling. Or I could string them together to decorate an office Christmas tree.

I also have a surprising amount of stationery. When I was in junior high and high school, I had some long-distance friends I corresponded with (pre-email), so I have a few sets of notepaper from that, and I know I got some stationery sets as gifts. For some odd reason, I have two sets of Garfield stationery, and I was never a big fan of that comic strip. I don’t remember the last time I wrote a snail mail letter (probably when my grandmother died. I used to send cards and letters to her when she was in a nursing home). I have used some notecards for thank-you notes, but that’s about it. I have a few sets of notecards with frog princes and high-heeled shoes that were gifts from people who associated that with my Enchanted, Inc. books (some of these may have been speaker gifts). I guess I need to find someone to write letters to, or else I’ve got even more stuff for making grocery lists. I’ll roll into the store with my Garfield note paper.

My old office had an entire wall of closets, and this one doesn’t really have a closet. There’s an alcove for a closet, but they removed the door and clothes rod when remodeling the house, so it’s just an alcove with a shelf. One of my bookcases slotted into the alcove. A lot of the stuff I used to store in the office closet will go in the basement, but I still have office stuff with no home. I may pick up some bankers boxes and put them on that upper closet shelf.

I have got all the office furniture and equipment in the office, and I put up the last set of blinds in that room so I’m not visible from the street while walking between my bedroom and the bathroom (not a huge concern, as there’s nobody directly across the street and there are trees in front of that window, but still it’s nice to have total privacy). I mostly need to finish shelving books and then sort out the other stuff. Then I may have a more or less functional office. I may need a couple of smaller bookcases, one to hold my CD player and some CDs for my working background music, and it’s possible I’ll need one more place to store copies of my books.

After the office is done, I need to finish setting up the den and deal with the clothes, which will help me know what I need to do in the spare room, which is going to be mostly storage, with what I hope will be enough open space in the middle for a yoga mat or an inflatable bed if I have guests. I still need a sofa/loveseat for the den. I’ve been sitting in my patio lounger to watch TV. I’m hoping to make a trip to Ikea next week to round out what I need. I’m looking forward to having everything all set up so I can just live and work without spending my days unpacking and setting up.

My project for the day is getting my office set up, and that means assembling furniture. I’ve been wrestling with a large bookcase, and later today I’ll get to work on my desk. My office is really small. It’s the smallest room in the house (other than the bathroom), but it’s the room with the best views (mountains!) and the most electrical outlets, so it makes sense as an office. I had to get creative with furniture. The desk is like a hospital tray table and it’s on wheels so it can move around. It’s not very big, so all the usual stuff that would go on top of a desk, other than the computer and maybe a pen and notebook, will have to go on the bookcase behind the desk.

I think I’m actually going to have shelf space for all my books — until I stumble across another box I forgot about. The spare room is gradually gaining floor space as I get books on the shelves. I put off dealing with the books because I didn’t need them for daily life, but getting them on shelves clears out so much space and makes room to do other things, so it was worth taking care of that.

I hope to have the office totally set up before Monday so I can maybe get back into a regular working routine. I’ve fallen into some bad habits during the move, and I’ll have to get back on track. I’m hoping that if my office is all set up, I’ll be able to focus instead of getting distracted by all the things I need to do.

Sunday it’ll be a year since I arrived in this town, so it’s been more than a year since I’ve had a dedicated office instead of a combined living room/dining room/office/kitchen. I still managed to write a book and revise a couple more, but it’ll be nice to have a real working space again.

Then I’ll have to avoid getting distracted by staring at the mountains.