The movers came today. It took them about 3 1/2 hours to pack everything. This was longer that I expected. I worked in the yard while they packed. They went through 30 rolls of tape and 5 rolls of saran wrap. All I could hear was the sound of tape being wrapped around stuff.
My house is mostly empty now. It echoes a lot more than the last few times it was empty, since I no longer have carpet or linoleum. The cats are a bit weirded out by it. They both didn't come in until 4 hours after the movers left. Now Rugrat is wandering around the house like a lost soul and is complaining. I'm not surprised - she does this any time there's change. Luna is hanging out outside pretending not to care. I feel sort of bad that this is her last day in the yard. I know she's very attached to it.
At the moment, I'm just tired. The last few days have been a whirlwind. I've been mostly in a good mood, since I've enjoyed seeing my friends at the various goodbye functions. Ever so often, random moments of sadness or crankiness sneak in. I suspect that I'll be sad once I slow down. It's been such a crappy year that I am probably number than I'd be if I were just moving but didn't have all the other emotional baggage. Yes, the pussy wagon is packed full up with baggage, both figuratively and literally.
I should clean but I am too tired.
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