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Settling In (After a Fashion)

All too soon, the moving van struggled up the gravel road. Exhausted as we were, we posted ourselves in chairs in front of the garage door to direct the flow of furniture and boxes. It was a very long day.

It soon became evident that since there was a computer in several rooms of our “old” house, most of boxes were marked “Computer Room.” Many of the others were marked “Misc.”

Once the furniture was more or less placed, the six or eight strong men brought box after box in what could only be described as an onslaught. We were exhausted to begin with, and I quickly descended into “what the hell” mode, pointing the automatons in vague directions. Wherever.

When they finally left, we staggered into the house to find that the boxes had been placed with the labels facing the walls.

Laugh or cry? We couldn’t decide.

I hadn’t remembered that x amount of stuff when packed becomes 4x of stuff. And we had an unbelievable amount of stuff.

So there we were, walking sideways again. All I could was to invoke my famous coping phrase: “This day is over.”

And so it was.

May 24, 2008   1 Comment