It’s been a while.
The move took much longer than expected.
Moving day ended up being a full week later than we’d originally
planned. Good thing because we were not
at all ready on the first date. The date
change did make things interesting though because I’d packed all our dishes and
all but one pair of socks and underwear.
It also meant that when we finally landed, I didn’t remember which box
I’d put the important, “I need this in my daily life” type of things in.
The move itself went fine.
We gave away or donated about 80% of our belongs then rented a giant 28
foot U-haul and hired two dudes to help (okay, do) the lifting and
carrying. The two dudes were both about
eight feet tall, adorable, and incredibly polite, patient, strong and
energetic. I sure hope their boss
appreciates them half as much as we did.
The after-effects of the move, on the other hand….
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| What a mess! |
That black and white blotchy thing in the lower left is my
bed. I really thought I was going to have
to sleep outside that first night. At
one point, the entire room, including the bed was wall to wall boxes and
shelves. The problem was the shelves
were in the center of the room so I had to keep shuffling things around and
around and around to make space to put a shelf where it belonged so that I
could unpack a box. I finally made a
narrow path from the door to the bed and got the piles of stuff off the bed so
I could lay down. Can’t say I slept that
first night though. Between the back
ache from all the toting and moving boxes around and the massive leg ache from
the 1,000 trips up and down the stairs…. and my legs were already sore and achy from the 1,000 trips up and down
the stairs I’d taken throughout the previous days/weeks… Basically, that first night I lay in bed
moaning from the twitching, muscle cramping, Charlie horse having legs.
And then I did it all over again the next day.
Day three was a little less toting things up and down the
stairs and a little more organizing and grocery shopping. We are slowly getting settled. Very, very slowly. It has definitely been an adventure. In case I didn’t mention it before, we moved
in with my mother-in-law who has dementia and needs some help. For every three things we put away, she’d un-put
two. As frustrating as it’s been, I feel
horrible because I know it’s been hard on her too. Our presence has confused her even more and
she doesn’t even realize she’s in her own house most of the time. It’s pretty sad to see and as much as I’ve
griped about making the move, I’m happy we will have the time with her. We are definitely making some memories! Some
funny, some frustrating, and some rather sad memories, but memories all the same.
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| The Martha Shawl is getting low on yarn. |
As you might have guessed, there hasn’t been much knitting time. I haven’t had the mental bandwidth to do any
fancy knitting. Thankfully my Martha Shawl is
still on the needles because I haven’t even had the brain power to finish the
baby sweater sleeve. Oh yeah, I started
a new baby sweater a few days before the big move. I need to dig it out and take a few
pictures. One of these days….
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| Thankful for Dunkin' Donuts' wifi! |
There is a lot I need to do one of these days. Including getting internet. We still don’t have any internet service here and it’s making me very, very
twitchy. And I’m going to get very, very
fat because the closest place with free wifi is a Dunkin' Donuts. Can you smell the sugar wafting off this
post?
Until my next trip to Dunkin', happy knitting!
