And we’ve still got more boxes than we’d like to admit to left to go. Thanks to the help of Andy and JethricOne (and his two daughters) we loaded up two vans worth of stuff and shuttled it to our new home. You never really realize just how much crap you have until you try to move it all someplace else. One of my projects in the time that I am here will be to go through all the stuff and start getting rid of things I don’t need. Courtney and I are both terrible rat packers, but I find that I’m getting better about it as I get older. Whereas in the past I would be inclined to hold onto the most miscellaneous things out of the mistaken belief that it may come in handy someday, a day which never seems to come, I’m actually giving such thoughts serious scrutiny and throwing stuff away before we move it. Andy has kindly offered us the use of his van to get the rest of the stuff over here and we’ll probably take him up on it.
But first my car has to go into the shop tomorrow to see if they can replace a faulty switch on the driver’s seat that controls the seat positioning. Anne and I share the one car and she’s considerably shorter than me and while the seat will still move up and down and tilt, it won’t slide forward and back which is the one thing we need it to do as she is much shorter than I am. Currently it’s stuck in a position where I’m the only one who can drive the car. We’re also going to have them take a look at the brakes to see if they’re due for replacing.
Right now I’m going to go upstairs and rest my weary bones. Sore not only from moving all day, but also the shopping for groceries we did after we were done moving. I hear the melodious sounds of a new microwave informing me that a nice hot beef pot pie is awaiting me.