The much-anticipated “stuff” made it finally all the way from North Carolina to Florida. Now the drama of opening the boxes and trying to shove things into shelves, drawers, and wherever the mood feels like, has begun.
Frankly, the next time is going to be as Miss Lucy said. Car keys and purse. But knowing how we humanoids work, probably I will be dragging my “stuff'” along to the next adventure.
But wait a moment, I just got here. My mind works like this; the moment to start thinking about your next move is right after you have moved to the new place. In that way, you have plenty of time and choices. Contessas’ logic.
Right now, one of my neighbors just knocked on the door. She wanted to help, but I didn’t say anything much, just by the way I looked, as if I had no sleep in months, and could hardly utter a word, I think she got the message. She did not make a move to get through the door. I looked as if my body was just hanging from a clothes hanger. Going through the motions.
I am tired right now, but still opening boxes. Type A syndrome. I just took out some winter clothes, yes I know, but it gets chilly sometimes here also. So the clothes are going back in the box and I am placing them in a corner of the already crowded closet.
Need to make the place look pleasant to myself, otherwise, I feel restless.
There you have it in a boxshell…
So it was today…26 July, 2011…another day of nice breeze in Florida and facing the invasion of the boxes.
Your Happy Contessa
“Time is the least thing we have.” Ernest Hemingway, an American author and journalist. 21 July, 1899 – 2 July, 1961.
6 thoughts on “The invasion of the energy snatchers…My stuff finally here…and now what…”
You are on the first floor?
Yep, and in a corner unit, so I only have to worry about one neighbor. I love it here!!
I am glad your “stuff” finally arrived. You will begin the “nesting” process and peace will surround you. It is comforting to me to know your “stuff” is there but I am not real certain why. I loved the Hemingway quote, it is a favorite of mine. “Don’t start that clock ticking for me.” The realization that once you are born the seconds you have to appreciate this life begin to diminish – can we really ignore the clock?
My walks have been non-existent. I need to get motivated but first will need to crawl out from under all the paperwork that stacked up while I was gone. It is an excuse – I am aware. Perhaps tomorrow it can be done.
Raylene, as of this moment, 4:40 pm, on July 27th I have already emptied nine boxes. You know me, need to see some beauty in my surroundings. I have not walked either, first I have to buy a pair of nice looking walking shoes. Don’t want to make the wrong impression with the “pretty people.” Needless to say, I do miss our walks.
Don’t worry about the next move – make the most of what you have when you have it.
You are absolutely right!! There may never be a next move. I am enjoying myself, opening boxes, going shopping and just chillin. Today I made my first home-made meal. What else, spaghetti.