Actually what I hate is having my life upset.
Just when I get it to where I think I could live this way until I die, some SOB comes along and upsets my applecart.
So, I'm struggling.
We're packing.
We're divesting.
We're making piles of stuff that will either sell at a yard sale or be donated to whomever will take it.
Or go into the dumpster.
My biggest worry right now is that we have given 30 or so days notice on this place and we still don't have a place to go.
I'm thinkin' of a cardboard box under a bridge.
And then how would I get those marvelous meals prepared by SWMBO?
She has reassured me this evening.
She said it will all be okay.
She said we will find a place.
Come to think of it, she has always found a place.
She's good that way.
Maybe I should stop worrying.
Or find a bigger cardboard box.
17 comments:
The older I get the more I hate change.
When you move under the bridge don't forget a wire hanger to roast sparrows on.
goodness, I'm so sorry to hear about all of the turmoil! I hope it ends up being the start of something wonderful, even if it takes a bit of time and effort to get there!! :)
I hope you can at least find a bridge with a strip of land underneath. It's hard to waterproof a cardboard box.
Trust her. Breath deep. And be careful of your back.
The initial stages of a move are taking place for us also; so commiserations.
How could it not be stressful? Still, I suspect she's right -- you'll be fine in the end. It's just the process that's upsetting.
I feel your pain. Find the place first. Then you'll know what stays and what goes. The more that goes, the easier the move. At 86, when my dad moved into a nursing home, everyone thought he would be so unhappy leaving the house he built with his own hands and had lived in for 55 years. He would call me and say, "It's so great! I'm watching someone else mow the lawn!" or "Or it's so great! I'm watching someone else shoveling the snow!" Case in point.
Say "hi" to the troll under the bridge. We moved to Sebastian last summer after 15 years in our Jupiter house. When it comes to unloading piles of stuff..I feel your pain.
Yeah, moving is a pain for sure, but it can also be a great opportunity. We downsized about 6 years ago and are still loving it. We have everything we need, and nothing we don't. It's just a very comfortable, efficient way to live. Getting rid of so much stuff was hard at first, but in reality I never even think about the stuff we stored/sold/gave away. First, start with a Yard Sale sign: "OUR crap can be YOUR crap", then enjoy the ride. Good luck. Just follow SWMBO's lead. :)
Be sure to get a tarp to cover your box!
You each should get one of the mini shopping carts, check the wheels for sticking before you steal them.
It'll be fine, says I.....and I do have a spare bedroom, unless all the kids move back in.
It's easy imaging how disrupting an unexpected move can be. But it will be interesting seeing where you land.
It is a pain. Find the new place first.
So sorry for all this hassle! I know SWMBO will come through - because she doesn't want to miss out on the fabulous things YOU cook!
I'd be in a panic beside you!
Downsizing is a pain but after a few months everything gets fine, I promise. That happened to us and I am almost ready to downsize one more time...
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