OK, I cried for two days while I tried to pack up some of our belongings for the move to the new house. Mostly, this was because if we don't get some of the stuff out of here, we won't be able to paint and get the house reasonably presentable for the market. Not that I care that much...we've lived here for nearly 30 years and I'm not sure we can make the place pristine. Whatever! I sold the crib (a sad thing) and the washer, and the dining room suite. I don't care about anything but the crib, but since Avery is our only "crib baby", and since I don't think there will be any more, I decided that a "Pack 'n Play" would do just fine. I sold the crib to a colleague who is having her first grandchild in September. She is SO excited! I remember when Katie was expected...such excitement!
So...I've spent my days packing up and getting rid of stuff that I never thought I could part with. Suddenly, it becomes "stuff" rather than cherished belongings. I even parted with some of my grandmother's things. I think Mama was distressed, but I did give it to one of my siblings. I would have kept them rather than give them to strangers, and sister Mary was happy with the offerings.
I'm tying up loose ends, like the "Y" membership, being sure that the alarm works, renewing the termite protection system so that it can be transferred, etc. I've told the people at Loaves and Fishes that May will be my last volunteer days. I have loved working there, and have felt like I have made a difference in the lives of the less fortunate. I hope to continue that kind of work in Cashiers.
I head off to Cashiers with a car load of belongings tomorrow after I finish up with one of my student teachers. JR and I will return on Thursday and will take up another load. Soon, the house will be ready to move into...I am trying to get excited, but it has been so long in coming that I hate to get anxious.
