Moving Day

When I think of all the things that could possibly go wrong on moving day, I sit here and feel truly blessed. Finding help was easier than I thought. The transition of utilities was made in just a few phone calls. Organizing was very, very easy because I had moved only three months ago and hadn't really felt comfortable enough to unpack wholly.

Then today I heard the present landlord will be here on the premises tomorrow and the angst went through the roof. Our last conversation left little in the shadows. I laid my cards on the table and he was very animated in his response. He even bordered on threats. When I point blank asked him if he was threatening me, he backed down immediately. So the prospect of another bout with him has made the day drag on. I am not convinced he is done talking yet. So what seemed like clear sailing is now in question.

No matter. This place and its memories will be laid to rest as of noon tomorrow. A happy new beginning awaits. And as I ponder on the possibilities of situations gone awry, I am grateful that I pretty much know how the move itself will play out. There won't be any vehicles burdened so much that their tires might give out...

or worse!

See you when I get settled...