Part 63: The Waiting Game
Monday: As I began to tell you, last week hit suddenly: the moving truck arrived from Florida and I spent a good amount of time pushing, pulling, fishing through, unwrapping, organizing, a load of boxes that were filled with fragile items wrapped like paper mummies. A few boxes ended up at my house and there are still a couple that must be gone through at my mother’s. The place shaped up and despite all the attempts of the movers for seniors to plan the layout, nothing materialized as they envisioned it. The contents are all there: it’s a bit crowded … Continue reading →