As I sit in front of the television on this New Years Day— a day filled with appetizers served at noon, two o’clock, four o’clock and more still to come— Daughter C and The J-Man are moving the contents of The Apartment into the U-Haul. Not everything, mind you! Like all good children, they are leaving a fair amount behind, including many of the items Kat & Tony had left left behind a year ago, and those items that still technically belong to Miss M, the first official resident of The Apartment.
As with all moves, things have not gone swimmingly. Yesterday we had close to 6” of rain. Rear wheel drive trucks do not perform well on clay / gravel roads. They got it unstuck but it put them a day behind. And now, as I continue to write at 9am on 1/2/2019, they are still asleep in the (almost) empty apartment. But everything is packed & ready to go.
Mr Big Food & I will sorely will miss them all!
I do sympathize.
A house may seem very normal … until usual occupants leave. Then the house seems _so_ empty!
It is so empty. I keep looking up at the apartment door expecting to see Gilbert and Bebe sitting up there. And only John & I at supper. The first night we ate at the dining room table but there was such a long empty stretch between he & I. But they called last evening. They made it! They unloaded the truck and a new neighbor helped with the mattress. They like their new place. It’s got woods and trails so the transition won’t be too hard for Gil & Bebe– I hope.