Move In Day

No – I did not sleep well last night. I was out by 7 a.m. with Abby, hauling stuff upstairs.

And then the show began. Paul fired up the forklift. Julie arrived with Everett. Ticker arrived. And of course, Nicky was there – oh – and Pat.

Unbelievably, Paul and gang had the truck emptied and everything in my place within an hour. Then he and the others set to work putting my bed together, putting my desk together, putting up my shelves. Done. Done and done.

I had one box with my living room lamps marked “very fragile.” Paul brought the box up. “Hey,” he said, grinning. “Is this fragile?”

“Yes – very,” I said.

And that’s when it slipped from his grasp and crashed to the floor.

And so tomorrow, I get to go and buy new living room lamps. Hey – it was time for new lamps anyway, right?

At 10.15 Shaw Cable guy arrived and had me set up within 10 minutes.

By 11, we took the truck back – to the wrong place, it turns out. There are 2 Wellington Streets in Nanaimo – one north end and one south end.

Oh well – it was a bit of a drive. But they were wonderful at the other end and even though I was a bit over in mileage – no charge.

And then almost $300 in groceries because I had no food – well, yes I did – a bag of almonds. And so I also had to buy Soap Nuts and cleaning stuff and a mop and and and – tons of fresh fruit.

Yeah. I inhaled lunch and attacked the place.

Everything is done except hanging the pictures. I keep telling myself I will do that tomorrow.

Yeah – sure…..

I took Abby for a walk in the back 40. I think she feels exactly the way I do. She’s thrilled to be here, helping me pick blackberries on our walk, saying hello to all the horses, eating leftover horse grains, basking on the sun-washed deck. And, at the same time, it’s still surreal. In some ways, it feels like the last 3 years never happened.

And in other ways, it feels like The Kootenays are real and this isn’t.

Still settling in.

And truly, way too revved up and active right now to be deeply in touch with my feelings.

That will come.

Overall, at the core, a deep sense of peace and rightness about where I am.

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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