Just wanted to give you a heads-up: my worldly possessions arrive either tonight or tomorrow morning. So there won’t be much time for me to post the rest of the week, unless it’s a quick line to let you know I’m alive.
My amazingly wonderful cousin Chris has been driving cross-country from Phoenix since Saturday afternoon, after spending the morning with his equally wonderful wife and father-in-law loading a 26′ truck with everything I own. And apparently half of the Arizona desert – the dust storms this summer oozed into the storage shed and took up residence in my belongings. Looks like I’ll be leaving everything in the garage until I find the box with towels in it, to wipe everything down before it comes into the house.
Anyway, I’ve hired a couple of movers to come over tomorrow afternoon and carry the furniture and heavy stuff up the 2-3 flights of stairs into the condo. Chris and I will drink beers on the beach tomorrow night. I’ll take him to the airport Wednesday morning, so he can return to his regularly scheduled life. And I will begin unpacking – again. Hopefully one of the last times I do this – I am REALLY making a strong effort to not do this unrooting thing again. Moving across town is as far as I plan to move for a while. (Yes, I know, you’ve heard this before. Time will tell whether it really happens this time.)
I don’t mind unpacking at all – it’s satisfying to find new homes for everything, and make my home pretty and organized and comfortable. I’ve been basically homeless since the end of May, so am very anxious to get settled – to sit on my couch, work at my desk, make coffee in my coffee machine, watch football on my TV. Sleep in my own bed. A few more days, and it’ll happen. I can’t wait!
So send us thoughts of strong legs and arms to haul stuff upstairs, and I’ll be back with pictures of my newly organized condo this weekend. Have a great week!
And if you’re bored, come on over and I’ll give you a box to unpack!