Friday, July 26, 2013
Of Moving Vans and Big Plans
The last two weeks have zipped by in a blurry whirlwind of packing and tossing. By staying steadfastly focused on the shiny adventures that I believe are just ahead, I’ve managed to brute force myself through uncountable difficult choices. Take with or store, give away or garbage – eventually the stuff in this big house was reduced to four piles. While moving stuff around, we uncovered emotional land mines everywhere. We all suffered. But by pushing through, I feel like we’ve all healed just a little bit.
Maggie’s mother and sister played crucial supportive roles in helping me push through this giant chore. Almost every night and both weekends we dug in and, to my amazement, we are almost done. All that remains in the house now is some final bits still spread among the furniture that will stay for staging.
Maggie’s sister reminded me during my many moments of weakness that an elephant can only be eaten one bite at a time. At times, it seemed like the elephant we were choking down was liberally seasoned with fresh onions with an occasional surprise habanero. But we are pushing through.
Chris and Company: 101
We are winning both the battle and the war. The spoils go to the victor.