Just one correction....I'm as disorganized as you are but I'm definitely not going crazy. I've never felt such peace, joy, and serenity. Frustration, too, but it's overshadowed by the other feelings.
We're excited but wish it were over. I make progress here and then get bummed knowing Avrum is packing more boxes to fill up the spaces I've made. I wish we could take our time like we did with the repairs and packing - NO, I don't want anything to take that long! An elephant could have had two babies consecutively in less time! But this is the fun part.
Packing is agonizing over an object because of who gave it to me, or made it; or because I've loved it for so long; or because memories wash over me like submerging in a warm bath and I just want to sit and enjoy.
Unpacking
is discovering long forgotten treasures as well has finding those items
I couldn't bear to part with in SF but now they no longer make sense. This?
Out. Just doesn't go. Out, out, out! It is so freeing. The down
side is not finding a place for a keeper, so I put those aside for
later.
No time for more as I only have one day before going back to San Francisco. Can no longer call 1037 "home" as it is an empty house with a garage that gets bigger with each day. It will be my first time sleeping in the top bunk (in years - hope SF is foggy as it's hot up near the ceiling). Avrum's been in the lower bunk and without a TV for some time now. Someone picked up the bed yesterday, making more room in the garage.
Christy, thanks for the encouraging words. I'll write to you later.
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