I am holing up in the garage, trying to stay out of the way of the movers. I am amazed at just how fast one’s home can go from a safe, cozy environment to an empty shell. The guys have been working for less than an hour and the truck is half full. Still a lot of stuff to be loaded…which leads me to the concern that all of my stuff will not fit.
John’s house is not ready for the move. The cabinets are still stacked in the garage, and we don’t expect installation until next week. We won’t have counter tops and a sink for at least two weeks. Based on extensive plaster repair, we still have painting to do in every room. Here’s hoping we find room to stuff my stuff until we can figure out a permanent place for everything.
