It’s only Tuesday, but it feels much later in the week. Ugh. The day began and ending with what felt like erasing myself from the house.
There was packing and forgetting
and being interrupted by calls and messages from insurance and legal folks. Today
had an email asking for a signature on something I did last week, and an
application for insurance coverage that had several errors including spelling the
city wrong. Cool.
This was all while trying to load
the car to get out of the house forever. The destination was the home of
friends closer to the new home.
From the start, there were challenges.
Up at 5:30, and at 6:00, the roll of toilet paper ran out. Spares of everything
had been delivered to Mom’s on Monday. WTF. The closest store opened at 8. There
was sweeping and wiping and emptying the fridge. There was the buying to toilet paper. There was no coffee, and I didn't die.
It took a span of four hours to
load the car (with detours for other major tasks). Items were sacrificed to the
disposal and trash gods because I didn’t have the physical capacity to take it
with me (limited cargo space and passenger seat needed for Kiki and carrier).
There was a decision on Sunday to
keep Kiki’s litter cabinet in place as long as possible because she was distraught
over the chaos. That decision led to issues today when I needed to get it into
the car. The cargo area was rearranged countless times. Items previously groped
in logical collections were consolidated. The plan of not leaving behind a bin
full of trash was abandoned and it felt lucky that I could leave the new folks
the rest of the official city Purple Overflow Trash Bags.
A friend came to the rescue and
helped with the mattress, box spring, and futon mattress recycling. We loaded
stuff into his truck, and after he left and I sat on the couch, I realized we’d
forgotten the futon mattress.
While on the phone with the realtor
discussing the news of the one-day delay of the closing of the sale, I realized
I had forgot the wall clocks. Later I nearly forgot to take the wifi router.
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The final countdown - Kiki in her box spring. |
I was concerned the battery
might have drained from the car doors and tailgate being open all day, but the
real problem was that I neglected to check the fuel level before we rolled out and
we nearly ran out of gas. It totally fit with the flow of the day. I finally started to relax somewhere on Route 119, headed to Ashburnham.
Another tiring day, but the finish
line is in sight.