Jan 30, ‘13
Inch by inch
Life is a cinch.
Yard by yard,
Makes Life hard….
The best thing about the weather yesterday and today is that the temp was and wil be above freezing. Right now, the temp is 46 degrees and projected to rise to 54. Heavy rain and thunderstorms are forecast for this afternoon, evening and overnight with Alerts for the possibility of flooding…. Heavy fog hangs heavy, gray and dripping over all.
I’m grateful for rain as being better than snow.
I’m happy to report that The Move is 99% Fait Accompli. I estimate that I’ll need only one carry-carton to remove the last of the few items remaining – mostly cleaning supplies. I’ve notified the Utility Companies that my name is to be removed from account s pertaining to my former address. I’ve notified The Bank that Jan 31 is my official ‘Vacate’ day.
I’m planning on returning to my former home late this afternoon so I can put out the trash bins for removal tomorrow morning. My friend and I left a pile of unwanted furniture on the curb for removal; seeing it so abandoned fills my heart with sadness. I’m almost overwhelmed with Stuff and Sadness for my former life in my former home and am looking forward to the day that this present Move is History.
My friend and I made a Herculean effort yesterday to remove everything that remained. We had to take a few days off at the end of last week and this past weekend as the cold & wind was too bitter and intense. Waiting to finish The Move until yesterday was the right thing to do and we accomplished much. Due to the mini-thaw, I was even able to remove my Compost Pot and the pot full of roses and other plants that I dearly wanted to bring with me to the new place.
The Stuff remaining in my car, on the 2 porches of my new home and in a few of the rooms containing un-packed boxes and bulging Contractor Garbage bags full of stuff looks like a set for The Hoarders.
Before I sat to write, I unpacked a few boxes and distributed the Stuff they contained. I emptied 3 of the Contractor Disposal bags and hung all my clothes in the closet. Inch by inch, I’ll attempt to create order from this chaos.