Where in the world is kitchenMage

A shadowy, cloaked and hooded figure clutching just-removed black boots enters the house. Glancing at the calendar, she moves furtively across the room, clearly hoping to escape notice. Entering the kitchen, her cloak catches on the cat sprawled across the threshold. "Ssouri, annoyed  at his interrupted slumber, stretches, yawns, and shatters the silence with an indignant 'Mrow!'

The woman looks up, her sudden movement making the hood slip to her shoulders, and mutters a minor curse at the cat for waking up the house.

Um, hi.

Yeah, I was out really late and I didn't even call to say I didn't get in a car wreck or anything.

I'm sorry!

I know I haven't been here much recently. Don't feel bad, I haven't been anywhere lately. (Miss me while I was gone? Or did you not even notice? sniff)

So where have I been hiding out? Well, you know how, when a friend gets into a new relationship you almost never see them for a while? This is sort of like that, but with a lot more heavy lifting.

Read the rest of the kitchenMage's Apprentice: on seeing another... at Gather.

Comments

[Susan]

I'm commenting here rather than over there because I'm too lazy to register at Gather right now. Is that really pathetic of me?

Yes, everyone does eat pizza the night they move.

I think your pantry-cupboard-thing is called a Hoosier cabinet, but I might be making that up. Whatever it is, I love it love it.

[Tea]

Can't be bothered to register at the other site, but I am delighted to hear that I am not the only one carrying on in two locations these days. Tricky some days (I was happy to find that I did indeed bring my mittens down south with me, but I am missing the sauce pot I left up there), but the diversity is pleasant. I hope the new place begins to feel like a home soon--just takes a little time.

(we won't yet talk about having to leave gardens, it's too painful.)

[Mike]

bu....bu...bu what about all of us who will miss you down here in evenTinierTown and the surrounds? How will we ever venture out theValley and beyond without the comfort of knowing the comfort of you and someoneElse and the good breads, wine and laughter is close at hand.

...aint fair...does thatotherTown appreciate what they have gained?

...some of my friends are leaving and I hear the call myself.....(could be the bones of a good song)
You all will be missed mi amigos
Olddog