Yes, I could have slept in, but awoke at quarter to eight
and was up for the count. Lots of stuff
to do today and I wanted to get a jump on it. I find this house still feels as
it did when everything was in it – my brain fills in the empty walls with
paintings or Mother Hips posters. This
is the rough part…so much junk that has no value or use, but…what do I do?? The movers will be here Monday the 30th
at 8. I have to shampoo the carper
before the 19th. Not sure how
to manage that one with dogs here.
I had my TB test checked – negative! Picked up Ethan, who lives minutes away in Cameron
Park. I am such a goofy mom. Poor kid; I’m
even embarrassed of me when I’m in the mood I was in this morning. We headed to the orthodontist and saw the four
military planes flying overhead, having just completed their flyby in honor of Veteran’s Day. I brought the kids there once when they were
younger and Ethan still remembered it. At the appointment, I noticed a woman reading a magazine in the waiting area. It wasn’t until the daughter walked in after
her exam that I realized who it was – Valerie and Kate! The family of John Curless. It was wonderful seeing them and we spoke of
their adventure to Austria. Fingers
crossed that I can be there soon, myself.
Ethan was soon finished and I drove him back to his dad’s.
I headed home and got busy – very busy - and within an hour I had
a whole mess of boxes semi-packed in many rooms. I finished the back room, got a lot of
kitchen items packed, all my Montessori binders. Oh, many.
My body was hurting something fierce.
After several hours, I was running out of packing tape (6th
roll) and headed to HD for more. I also dropped
more items off at hospice. This is the
first downsize, which is really a lot of extraneous items. The real downsizing will hopefully take place in half a year, but I’ll start much earlier, however, so that it isn’t
this rushed. I spoke to the propane people
and they won’t reimburse me for the over half full tanks (I use it very
conservatively). I hope the landlord will. I let him know this, but he hasn’t responded
to that aspect, just that the walk through will be on the 30th. Humph.
I started burning out back before it got dark. I had lots of documents to burn and in doing
so, stepped on a nail which went right through my shoe and into my foot. I like to think of it as Texan
acupuncture. After the flames were down
and I stewed the embers, I decided to head back to Cameron Park for some
delicious rolls and sushi at a lovely restaurant. As I drove down into the town, I was taken
aback at the gorgeous sight _ a lovely orange sky, so beautifully painted by the
sunset. A flock of geese cut into the orange. There are few sights such as this where I
wish I had my camera. In the restaurant,
as I was finishing, three women came in to celebrate one of the women’s
birthdays and it was lovely watching their adoration of their friend. It is such scenes, as well as Maggie’s questions,
which makes me ponder my solitude. I am
getting used to it and enjoying it more and more, which is, perhaps, somewhat
risky.
Once at home again, I packed up more items: took apart the shelves
that held backpacking items, packed canned goods. I think that leaved dishes and clothes,
almost everything else is done. Ricky
will be by tomorrow to check things out and see how much there is to move. It seems that all these boxes “of stuff” are
really ridiculous, and yet I keep the paper weaving Mother’s Day card Maggie
made, and the painted bottle Ethan made me for the same purpose because they mean the world to me. I remember the effort of being that kid – of being
so proud of spelling “Happy Anniversary” correctly
to my parents on their table with masking tape and being so proud!!! Yeah – stuff from the store – is lame, but
from your kids…it’s everything.
Pictures: My hand is my height - here really isn't far to go. Dammit...and soon there will be real facial hair; A lovely sight of turkeys (which can't be seen) crossing the road; At the orthodontist's office we were being watched.
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