- Staring at things saying ‘for fuck sake’ won’t get them packed.
- After a while you can recognise the different brands of packing tape by taste.
- Describing to others – the things you love ‘come with you’, as opposed to things you have no attachment to, which you ‘pack.’
- Ten neighbours know I’m moving; I told only one.
- A place you have loved holds you, even as you move away.
- Possessions and personal identity; Yin and Yang.
- Fingers remember now to move more carefully over sharp cardboard edges.
- I see the dovetail joints of antique drawers still holding strong; these will outlive me.
- When the cherry blossoms return, this will have passed.
- A friend offered to give up a day of work to help me move; to have friends like this is to be rich.
‘The old house
A leaf blows by
Gone.’
I live in such fear of moving that I keep pretending not to notice building is bedbug-infested hellhole. Great post.
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Tippy, thanks so much for your comment. Moving is difficult – both emotionally and financially, you’re so right. But sometimes it can be worth gritting going through a small amount of moving pain to come out – hopefully – happier on the other side?
Bedbugs suck. 😦 I really hope you find your way out of there soon.
Greta.
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