Reality of moving house
The reality of moving house is starting to kick in. We have had the garage sale and there are boxes filled with our possessions filling a room. We have organised when and how money is to be transferred to enable finalities of purchase of the new property, but that is all just hard work and chores. Today I had my hair cut and the hairdresser hugged me goodbye and told me how much she would miss me. Then I came across a young woman I had taught when she was five years old and she asked for my new address and told me that she knew it was the right thing that we are doing but it was a shame we are leaving this town. I took a buch of rosemary to place on the grave of my friend who died three years ago and whom I had helped care for for the last 6 months of her life. I said goodbye to her grave. I cooked some soup and bought a gift for a friend who is not well and who has been my friend for 40 years and who lives 5 minutes away. All these things have made the Big Move seem somehow more real than any amount of packing and sorting. Oh, dear...we leave this house in about 10 days time. Will I be ready?
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