Ah, moving day has arrived. Or at least exit day from this house. PTL! This has been the most dreadful experience: a house collapsing from neglect, a decree of 'slum lord' for the owner, forced repairs which we wallowed through, many repairs never done, a increasingly hostile landlord who intruded illegally many times, including allowing personal property to be removed without authorization - the police said I could issue an arrest warrant - I declined, but I have had serious second thoughts about that decision!
We've retained a firm which does only Los Angeles and San Francisco moves to New York. Specialists for this route who do not farm out any job, even storage. I hope that makes this move far easier than the last.
Presently, the men - who've all taken pains to express their straightness and virility in front of us, lest we molest them I suppose - are packing my good china and the few antiques that are left. I sit at my last little outpost - the Biedermeir hall table - and listen to the all too familiar crunch of paper and tape being being pulled from rolls. They say they may even have the truck loaded today! We've certainly downsized - there was a day it took three days to pack and two to load! Living with fewer things has been a blessing, though, I hadn't realized how much energy one's possessions demand. Or, rather more truthfully, I used to have the energy, the desire to care for all these objects. That is greatly waned after these two years of Mark's illnesses and recovery, as well as my own major health issues. There's only so much of ones self to spread about, and despite exercising and eating correctly, it hasn't increased. I think we've simply stayed the inevitable decline of our bodies from happening at a breakneck pace! Facelifts and tummy tucks on the horizon! (Those at least come almost free these days...)
I have managed to exclude from this move the accumulated detritus and debris of our eight months here. It's difficult to believe the amounts of extraneous nonsense one collects even unintentionally. The days when I collected deliberately being mostly gone have surely limited our misery at this moment.
I've heard from Jan Martin and Jessica via e-mail today, wishing us well. Such a lovely start, to be remembered, as we begin our new life far away.
We've retained a firm which does only Los Angeles and San Francisco moves to New York. Specialists for this route who do not farm out any job, even storage. I hope that makes this move far easier than the last.
Presently, the men - who've all taken pains to express their straightness and virility in front of us, lest we molest them I suppose - are packing my good china and the few antiques that are left. I sit at my last little outpost - the Biedermeir hall table - and listen to the all too familiar crunch of paper and tape being being pulled from rolls. They say they may even have the truck loaded today! We've certainly downsized - there was a day it took three days to pack and two to load! Living with fewer things has been a blessing, though, I hadn't realized how much energy one's possessions demand. Or, rather more truthfully, I used to have the energy, the desire to care for all these objects. That is greatly waned after these two years of Mark's illnesses and recovery, as well as my own major health issues. There's only so much of ones self to spread about, and despite exercising and eating correctly, it hasn't increased. I think we've simply stayed the inevitable decline of our bodies from happening at a breakneck pace! Facelifts and tummy tucks on the horizon! (Those at least come almost free these days...)
I have managed to exclude from this move the accumulated detritus and debris of our eight months here. It's difficult to believe the amounts of extraneous nonsense one collects even unintentionally. The days when I collected deliberately being mostly gone have surely limited our misery at this moment.I've heard from Jan Martin and Jessica via e-mail today, wishing us well. Such a lovely start, to be remembered, as we begin our new life far away.
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