The movers will be here one week from today to load up the contents of this house only to unload it the following day, a measly six-minute drive away.
It’s a long run for a short slide.
I should be packing and sorting and purging but, no, I had to open my big mouth and say “Sure, I’ll fill in for a colleague on vacation” only to find out she had the job equivalent of standing in front of a firing squad taking bullets all.day.long.
It’s no wonder she went on an extended vacation – I’m ready after only five days on the job. And can we all pray that she comes back at the end of the week like she said she would?
My in-laws are coming tomorrow to help me pack, and I am mortified at what they are going to find when they come in the front door. I will definitely be testing those ties that have bound us for the last fifteen years.
In the meantime, and on a happier, less stressful note, as I was going through some boxes in the attic, I came across a note saved since elementary school from a sweet little girl named Laurie in which she asked “please be my best friend. Circle yes or no.” I, of course, had circled “Yes” and it was one of the best decisions I ever made.
Also in the box were dozens of letters from Whimzie, most of which were consoling me after the loss of yet another boyfriend, special letters and cards from my parents (some pleasant, and some not so pleasant – they didn’t have a cake walk with me), and several scrapbooks filled with mementos of a truly rich and full college life. I’m hoping to blog some of those letters later on this year once I get settled into the new place and life settles down a bit – they brought back some great memories.
Do you save letters and trinkets? I’d love to hear about what you’ve kept.
Have a nice day.