I wrote this on Saturday evening, February 12, 2011:
Silence – except for the humming of the old refrigerator. I savor my glass of Yellow Tail Shiraz and Cadbury egg. I watch Jag nose his way under the sleeping bag.
Then I become annoyed. My wireless signal is weak. No internet. Am inspired to blog but now must physically write my thoughts in my notebook.
I moved today. Finally. From decision time to moving day was only 16 days, but that 16 days took forever. And then it was almost here and I was scurrying to have everything packed by this morning at 9:00 a.m.
My official paying and move in date is in three days, so now I wait some more. I’ve had my keys for nine days now. Susan said to start moving in whenever I wanted to start. So I took a couple of car loads earlier this week. I don’t want to abuse my privilege and stay overnight there until the 15th though. I prefer to pay courtesy with integrity and respect.
I am so excited! The building is older, nothing too fancy. But it is cute and downtown. I feel life there. One only has to look out from my top floor corner windows to see something happening.
And then I return to my 99% empty apartment here. I moved my TV with the 99% – figured it would be good to go without it for three nights. But it’s weird not having the noise. I won’t be home very early during these last nights here, but I like the late night re-run sitcom TV. I am doing without it tonight.
I am camping out indoors. My suitcase, sleeping bag, and netbook are within reach. One final car load, after some final cleaning, and this home will be history.
I will read my Time magazine and go to bed. I am physically exhausted even though I didn’t do any heavy lifting today. Four adults and a toddler helped. Many hands make for a smooth move, especially when they belong to my fabulous friends and family.
Now the process of unpacking begins. Of course, I started that today also. Old things seem new in a different place. I guess the same applies to me.
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