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And the Earth Moved…….. Well, not the earth, just me.

I feel the earth – move – under my feet

I feel the sky tum-b-ling down – tum-b-ling down

                                                            – Carole King

Moving, with all of its nuances, is either fun or a nightmare, depending on your outlook.

sad movingI was forced to move because of my financial situation.  I was happy in my condo but due to my unemployment, (check out my other blog by clicking here) I had to downsize and I mean downsize in a big way.  I actually had no idea of the amount of downsizing I would have to do and the amount of work that was involved.  I was soon up to speed.  purgeAfter weeks of purging clothing, my husbands, mothers and my own, I was finally at a place, or I thought so, where I could move into the new condo with relative ease.  Of course we know that didn’t happen.

packingI had some help packing from relatives and friends but because they all have jobs and lives, most of it fell to me since my mother is 84 and had pneumonia, which we wouldn’t discover until after the move, and my husband is handicapped and couldn’t help at all. It was a huge job to say the least.

Now on to the moving day. 

My friend Mary came over to help with the items I wanted to move myself.  Some things you just can’t trust to movers.  My sister went over to the new place to meet the movers and attend to some odds and ends.  Mary parked in my garage, as she has done a million times and was promptly towed; a fact that we were unaware of until we went down to fill up her SUV.  Crap… now we have to do something because the movers already left and were on their way to the new place.  After pushing this weird towlittle button in the garage to speak to someone who could help get Mary’s car back, I ended up losing it, I think I used the “F” word, because the guy on the other end of the button was so incredibly calm and condescending and was not in the least bit interested in solving this dilemma.  Finally I called a woman I knew that was in management at the garage.  She told me we would have to go and get the car and pay for the tow and she would then reimburse my parking for the month in order to repay me for the tow.  OK.

Now, I called my sister while in the car, to see if the movers showed and to tell her about the tow. I find out that after a half hour, the movers were not there.  It was a five minute ride down the outer drive. WTF…  Where the hell were the movers?

two phonesNow, while driving, I managed to call my sister, the moving company and the building management, all the while manning two phones, mine and Mary’s, while driving to get her car.  I know, a very bad idea but I was pissed off in so many directions, I couldn’t see straight.

Mary was in usual form, holding on to the door handle and using her imaginary break which never, ever works in my car.

organizedFinally we paid, got the car and zipped back to the new place only to find my sister, her daughter, my cousin and her daughter as well, unpacking my things and trying to organize my kitchen.  Thank you Jesus.

We dug in and were able to organize the bedrooms, kitchen and order pizza for the helpers.

All in all, it was not that bad and kind of funny in retrospect.  I have been able to get most things put away and finally have time to blog.

I found out through this move that I am a survivor.  Not that I didn’t know that before but sometimes it takes adversity to lead you back to the person you know you are.

She took a step and didn’t want to take any more, but she did.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

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-Renee

 

2 Comments

  • You will look back and laugh, one day. Maybe not for a while, but you will!.
    Renee, you are one of the strongest people I know, and I’m so proud of you, and proud to say you are my friend. Love you to pieces.

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