Once we believe in ourselves, we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight, or any experience that reveals the human spirit.
e. e. cummings
Here I am sitting on some mattresses on the floor, a cardboard box end table and two sleepy pooches. It has been a journey getting here, but here I am.
A few days ago, I decided to get sick again and spent 8 hours at the ER, just to tell me my electrolytes and iron was still low and they gave me some nausea meds for the tummy. Slept for 3 hours and went to work. Only because they are remodeling my store and I am not scheduled for the next 2 weekends.
When I finally got home, I slept for 12 hours straight. The next day…..
I just knew if I got a good night’s rest I would be back to my old stubborn self and would be able to move my stuff to the apartment all by myself, just like no biggie- Wrong answer.
I drove my son to work so I could use the car, checked out the apartment and proceeded to unload the car to make room for my stuff. Now, the apartment is on the second floor, so here I am carrying one 15 lb. bowling ball up the stairs like it’s a sack of 100 pound potatoes. I knew right then, this was a bad idea. I barely got the car unloaded and cleaned up; I was done for the day.
I decided to utilize my time and wait to pick up my son, to go shopping at the Goodwill. Yay! I found some super finds on pots and pans that fit right in with my décor plan for our humble abode. Since, I was given so much stuff that belonged to my mother, that were post-depression era, which suits the 1960’s apartment building just fine.
By the time I finished my shopping and picked up my son from the bowling alley, I was pretty much spent. My brain short-circuited hours ago, and I don’t really remember much after that. Between my brother and my son, about a third of my stuff got transported to the new place. I did remember to grab the poochies.
I struggled laying the mattresses on the floor and some bedding. As I was getting ready for bed, this is when I noticed I had no charger or toothbrush. I found my curling iron and the dogs grooming sheers, so I can curl my hair and shave the dogs’ hineys…..but at this point I really didn’t care. I made it!
Among random boxes, I did find a clock radio with an IPod dock, so I can at least trickle charge my 4s.
I did get to make my first home cooked meal in my apartment; Chicken and rice soup. And as soon as I find my bath bomb, I am breaking in the bathtub.
Until next time,
Hugs and Hope