I have been packing books for what seems like forever--I don't mean hours, I mean days!--and yet I still cannot see an end to the job. Each time I tape up a box, I turn back to the shelf to find that it is still full. They seem to be breeding! It's very frustrating, and saps my drive.
The bookcase in the photo is one that Carey salvaged and refinished about twenty years ago. You have to understand that he is utterly opposed to painting wood. What is it about men and wood finishes? But a little while ago, he was walking through the room, and we were talking about where furniture pieces are going to be located in the new house. When out of the blue, he looks at this bookshelf and says..."I guess we can paint this." I could not believe it. I have never even asked, because I was sure I knew the answer. Hmmm.
I had better not be doing all this packing for nothing, as we STILL have not closed on the sale or purchase of properties. ugh
...ah-gah-pey...noun: unselfish love of one person for another; brotherly love.
Nothing can lighten a dreary day and put a smile on my face like homemade fig preserves in my mailbox! I know they were made by the loving hands, and are shared by the generous heart, of a sweet and very dear friend.
Thank you, LB. You have no idea what a blessing this was today. I have to confess that I haven't been to pick up my mail at the post office in at least a week, so I apologize for the delay in letting you know they arrived safely...but of all those days in the past week, today was the day I needed a reminder of how blessed I am by the love that surrounds me.
Dear Kelley, Regarding the love-filled (albeit snarky) comment which you left on my Facebook wall: I absolutely do not need the Internet to procrastinate!
(See photo above.)
I really did make an honest attempt to get a quick start on the day. I showered and dressed, and then I started wondering if I would get a call from the title company to drop everything and come sign on the dotted line. So I decided to put on just a little makeup.
But then I wondered if anyone (besides me) really notices when I put on makeup. So I decided to do just half of my face and compare.
Then I thought I would send you a photo thereof, to let you know that the Internet is not the be all and end all of my entertainment / lack of packing progress.
But, of course, I thought that perhaps I should blog my results, so here I am back on the Internet. (See photo below.)
I have to go make up the rest of my face now.
If you rat me out about this to your father, you are out of the will!
It occurred to me a few minutes ago that I absolutely forgot to write seven thoughts on the seventh this month. I probably didn't have seven separate thoughts on the seventh, focused as I have been on just one thing. But I can't let this month go by undocumented, so here are seven not so random thoughts on the twelfth.
1. If you want to get some work done of a day, do NOT turn on the television! It matters not at all that you have never read Tolkien...or that you don't know what a hobbit is...or that you have the rare distinction of never having watched any sequel movies...if you are a TRUE procrastinator, the majority of your day will be lost following the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Tomorrow? Star Wars, The Godfather, Star Trek, Rocky, Rambo, Benji...?
2. If you eat your way through the pantry, you won't have to pack it.
3. If cleaning out the office/craft room was too overwhelming to tackle organizing it in the past couple of years, the thought of packing it all within the next couple of weeks is downright panic attack inducing!
4. Do I REALLY believe that I will use all of these craft supplies if I live to be 100?
5. Boxes, boxes; I need boxes!
6. I keep reminding myself that if you can't let go of something, you no longer own it...it owns you.
7. Fingers crossed, toes crossed, eyes crossed...pleeeease let the closing on the sale of land be tomorrow!
Remember my beautiful porch that I waited decades for? The one that seems like it just got finished? I'm leaving it behind.
We are moving.
It's not something that we actively sought. We never put our land or home on the market. Someone came to us, and wanted to buy it. And after thinking about it and weighing the pros and cons, the checks and balances, the daily wonders and the daily grind, we decided that it is a good time and a good change.
We'll be trading in our 100 acres for 4 acres...our house where most of our to-do list is done, to one filled with new projects...and to an area where the grandbabies are only about a mile away instead of an hour away.
Things have really been rolling rapidly. It's been a week since we came to an agreement on selling our home, and a few days since we found a great new one. We should be closing the sale on our property in the next week, and the purchase of the new property a few days after that. We are truly blessed that the buyer of our property is allowing us time to make the move without pressure to be out immediately. Still, we are not wanting to take advantage of his kind nature, so we will be very, very busy. Today I am starting the big packing event.
And because I know that some of you may have heard things recently that make you worry or wonder...Carey has not been at work this week...he's safe and sound at home, running hither and yon trying to get everything done yesterday. As if the house news isn't change enough, we are also waiting to hear about a new job that he interviewed for last week. (I know that sounds strange on the heels of the move news, but we are in an unusual category of people who can move without giving a lot of thought as to work location.)
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